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My tarn struck the other two and in a moment, tarn goads flashing, talons clutching, birds screaming and biting, we found ourselves as in a clenched, winged fist of fury, beating and turning before the left center ring. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 22, Sentence #495)

It did not occur to me at the moment but the fact that one of these men was the rider for Green had made the allegiance of the Ubar clear to all. He, supposedly favoring the Greens, had apparently given orders to them as well that I should not win. Menicius on Quarrel streaked forward. My tarn struck the other two and in a moment, tarn goads flashing, talons clutching, birds screaming and biting, we found ourselves as in a clenched, winged fist of fury, beating and turning before the left center ring. Then we were struck by another bird, the Blue I think, and then by the bird ridden by the Torian, and then one of the others. The Green, rider cursing, tumbled back out of the fist, bleeding at the side of the throat, out of control, screaming. The Red rider broke free and returned to the race. - (Assassin of Gor)