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The Kur who had opened the container, once the container was open, had turned aside to a fellow, and then, after a moment, as though he had finished whatever work was to have been done, had moved down the hall, toward the still-warm wound, that improvised, burnt gate, at the end of the hallway, through which the Kurii had effected their ingress. - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #141)

He scrambled from the container, to recover her, but he was seized by a Kur, and held up short. He struggled, futilely. The strength of a human is small, compared to that of a superior species, such as that of the Kur. The Kur who had opened the container, once the container was open, had turned aside to a fellow, and then, after a moment, as though he had finished whatever work was to have been done, had moved down the hall, toward the still-warm wound, that improvised, burnt gate, at the end of the hallway, through which the Kurii had effected their ingress. There, before that opening, he stopped. His back was to the length of the hallway. The blonde, once she was free of the container, stopped, and stood in the center of the hallway. - (Kur of Gor)