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I watched, in horror, as the beast spread this oil like a fuse about the floor, and into the midst of crates and bales, which fuse, a moment later, took fire, and, ignited, coursed its way like a swift, burning snake through the stored wealth it would claim as its tinder. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 33, Sentence #683)

Then it paused, the flames about, and its nostrils flared. It fixed its gaze on a barrel, one amongst several, hurried to it, and broke it open, splintering its lid with a blow of its paw. I smelled tharlarion oil. I watched, in horror, as the beast spread this oil like a fuse about the floor, and into the midst of crates and bales, which fuse, a moment later, took fire, and, ignited, coursed its way like a swift, burning snake through the stored wealth it would claim as its tinder. I put my hand before my face. I could feel the heat of the flames. The beast leaped and spun about, and stomped, and turned again, and put its head back, and roared, lifting its paws to the rafters. - (Plunder of Gor)