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Lord Grendel stopped, though, at the edge of the herd, lifted his mighty arms, and roared, a Kur roar that echoed back from the cliffs beyond. - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 55, Sentence #217)

The cattle human, massive even for a cattle human, doubtless the herd leader, soon noted the approach of a gigantic Kurlike figure moving toward him with great rapidity. He instantly flung his prize, rolling to the grass, bell jangling, from him, and backed into the herd. Cabot had little doubt Lord Grendel was intent upon tearing his throat out. Lord Grendel stopped, though, at the edge of the herd, lifted his mighty arms, and roared, a Kur roar that echoed back from the cliffs beyond. The two killer humans were not unaware of his arrival, and they, exchanging cries, something between speech and signals, ceased to prosecute their passage through the herd, and made their way back, almost as though through chest-high water, to the company of their colleagues, nearer the exit of the womb tunnel, and on the herd's far side. At the same side the small figure freed by the massive cattle human, flung from him, regained its feet, and fled through the grass. Lord Grendel was then between the fleeing figure and the herd, and, farther back, the killer humans. - (Kur of Gor)