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Still the ram might attempt its entry there, pounding through the brass facing riveted into the thick beams of the gate, punching, driving it back, snapping the crossbars, forcing back, blow by blow, even the rock and sand behind. - (Renegades of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #107)

It would have made an excellent command post for Aemilianus, I thought, but, I gathered, he must be below, in the vicinity of the gate. Perhaps he thought, and rightfully, for all I knew, that there lay the greatest danger. I supposed that by now tons of rock would have been piled behind the gate. Still the ram might attempt its entry there, pounding through the brass facing riveted into the thick beams of the gate, punching, driving it back, snapping the crossbars, forcing back, blow by blow, even the rock and sand behind. I placed Lady Publia on her back at our feet, near the mount for the spear. I then dismissed her from my mind, for the moment. I considered the approaching towers, the thousands of men I could see in the field, the ladders being carried, the supporting engines. - (Renegades of Gor)