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I prepared to cry us from the bridge, to regain the land, to fight amidst our foes, that archers must have patience, confronted with moving, confusing targets, that they must be cautious and often hold their fire, lest they strike allies. I was suddenly apprehensive. With the drawing back of the men of Lord Akio, both ends of the bridge were now open. Fighting bodies were no longer interposed between Yasushi and Tajima and the foe at their portion of the bridge, nor, at the other portion of the bridge, that closer to the gate and the raked sand, between Lord Yamada and Nodachi and the foe. Lord Yamada and Nodachi had turned to look up to me, at the height of the bridge. Were they awaiting my cry, to abandon the bridge? "Beware!" cried Katsutoshi. I had seen the motion, the preparation before, the grace and power of that movement, long ago in the garden, when Lord Akio, forgoing a living target at my behest, as I was a guest of the shogun, had demonstrated the effectiveness of the war fan on a young tree, close by the side of the gardener, Haruki. - (Rebels of Gor)