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I was reasonably confident that I would find, somewhere about the camp, somewhere in the snow and darkness, probably at its periphery, a contingent of the men of great Yamada, Shogun of the Islands. - (Rebels of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #113)

Lord Nishida and Lord Okimoto might have considered ritual knives. On continental Gor routed generals, fugitives about, enemy standards advancing, might cast themselves on their sword. I descended from the saddle. I was reasonably confident that I would find, somewhere about the camp, somewhere in the snow and darkness, probably at its periphery, a contingent of the men of great Yamada, Shogun of the Islands. They would be posted here to guard the desolate encampment, to report lest it be reoccupied, to intercept and deal with possible survivors from the attack, perhaps to provide a shelter and retreat, a headquarters, for the patrols and kill squads before they set again about their work. Then, again, I might be alone. I saw no sign; I heard no sound. - (Rebels of Gor)