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I did not know if he were frozen in place, paralyzed with fear, or was merely afraid to move, unsure of where to place his feet, where or how to move, or that any movement, the thing so close, so agitated, so distraught, might trigger a blind, defensive, attack reflex. - (Avengers of Gor, Chapter 60, Sentence #226)

Ctesippus cast me a wild look, perhaps fearing that I might attempt to exploit this confusion, and rush forward. But I was as startled as he, and, in any case, would have been unwilling to approach the half-netted death which squirmed at his feet. He did not move. I did not know if he were frozen in place, paralyzed with fear, or was merely afraid to move, unsure of where to place his feet, where or how to move, or that any movement, the thing so close, so agitated, so distraught, might trigger a blind, defensive, attack reflex. At his feet, Laios, weeping, clawing at his own face with his fingernails, was expiring. In the intensity and confusion of the moment, no one, unless Clitus, was aware of the minion. Then suddenly he was behind Ctesippus, and thrust his sword fiercely, deeply, into his back. - (Avengers of Gor)