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The guests, most of them, had now drawn back in such a way as to have the tables between themselves and the Kur. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 57, Sentence #239)

"It is coming this way," said Kurik. "Men withdraw!" "Get up, Phyllis," snapped Kurik, and I rose to my feet, wiping gruel from my face with the back of my right hand. I saw the reeling Kur, no longer howling, enter the festive structure, look about, and then leap up, seizing the latticework of the bower, and then falling back to the ground amidst a confetti of flat, narrow boards that could not have begun to hold his weight. The guests, most of them, had now drawn back in such a way as to have the tables between themselves and the Kur. Then the Kur, angrily, suddenly, overturned one of the tables, spilling wine, cakes, and fruit, but it made no effort to more closely approach the guests, who had shrunk back even further. Indeed, some had fled the bower. We were still on the same side of the tables as the Kur, and it turned about, and regarded us. - (Plunder of Gor)