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Haruki had now, perhaps gratefully, distanced himself from me, and my doubtless prying, unwelcome questions. - (Rebels of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #69)

Perhaps there was, somehow, somewhere, an avenger, one even of the blood of Yamada himself. The morning following the supper the graves, more than fifty of them, had been opened. And, indeed, one had been found empty. Haruki had now, perhaps gratefully, distanced himself from me, and my doubtless prying, unwelcome questions. There was much that I did not understand, not merely locally, but about the very strife in which I had somehow become a participant. Long ago, on a dark night on a remote beach, the remaining land forces of Lord Temmu, defeated and routed, confronted with superior force on one side, the victorious warriors and Ashigaru of Lord Yamada, and roiling Thassa on the other, awaited their last battle, in which they would be driven into the sea. But in the morning the advancing forces of Lord Yamada had discovered only the debris and ashes of a deserted camp. - (Rebels of Gor)