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Then, with shield and sword, with the ringing of metal, with shouts, with cries of war, the six of us, I, Marsias, the grizzled fellow, and the three who had come originally to the cell, struck by charging Cosians, almost swept back, struggled to hold the walkway. - (Renegades of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #569)

"I am sorry". "But if we should survive," he said, "you understand that we must attempt to apprehend the prisoner and see that the sentence is carried out upon her, even if it means only weights on her ankles and a sharpened pole on a pier". "The Cosians!" I cried. Then, with shield and sword, with the ringing of metal, with shouts, with cries of war, the six of us, I, Marsias, the grizzled fellow, and the three who had come originally to the cell, struck by charging Cosians, almost swept back, struggled to hold the walkway. The Walkway It was on the long walkway leading out to the piers that we fought. Behind us, some fifteen yards back, the walkway was afire. Portions of it, hewn and chopped from the small boats, sank into the water. - (Renegades of Gor)