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More than one warrior of Port Kar lay sprawled on the matting about him, his head broken or his chest crushed. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 6, Sentence #83)

It was he who had given me a piece of rence cake in the morning, when I had been bound at the pole, who had been punished by his mother for so doing. I heard cries and shouts and, dragging Telima by the hand, ran toward them. There, under the light of marsh torches, I saw Ho-Hak, crying with rage, shouting, with an oar pole laying about himself wildly. More than one warrior of Port Kar lay sprawled on the matting about him, his head broken or his chest crushed. Now, just outside the circle of his swinging pole, there must have been ten or fifteen warriors of Port Kar, their swords drawn, the light of the marsh torches reflecting from them, surrounding him, fencing him in with their weapons. He could not have been more enclosed had he found himself in the jaws of the long-bodied, nine-gilled marsh shark. "A fighter!" cried one of the men of Port Kar. - (Raiders of Gor)