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"Let reconciliation be proclaimed! Let fruitful, gentle peace abide! Traitors may be sought out and slain in a quieter, more pleasant time". - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 61, Sentence #329)

"You have seen the beasts kill men! Do you think you would be spared? Would you have them feed on you, as well as vulnerable, helpless, stripped kajirae? Do you want your blood to fill the goblets of such beasts? They are not your friends, they are your enemies! Fight them and slay them, as you would the wild, ravening beasts of the fields!" "Order, brothers!" cried Lucilius, his frenzied Kur streaming rapidly but passively through Lord Grendel's translator. "Let Kur not fight Kur! Do not do war upon one another!" But I feared that few of those Kurii embroiled with one another in that melee, adherents of Surtak or Lucilius, tearing at one another, teeth locked in bodies, rolling in the grass, much attended to the plea of he who had been, but shortly before, their acknowledged leader. "Differences may be amicably resolved," roared Lucilius, grasping his bloody ax. "Let reconciliation be proclaimed! Let fruitful, gentle peace abide! Traitors may be sought out and slain in a quieter, more pleasant time". "Return to your posts! Put up your weapons! Heed your officers, those loyal to me!" screamed Decius Albus to the soldiers and guards. I looked about. Several knots of war, in moving, violent tangles, roiled in the field. - (Plunder of Gor)