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This ridge can be penetrated by the spear but anything less than a perfect cast will result in the weapon's being deflected through the cheek of the animal, inflicting a cruel but unimportant wound. On the other hand if I were under the larl I would have a brief but clean strike at the great, pounding, eight-valved heart that lies in the center of its breast. My heart sank for I heard another growl, that of a second beast. I had but one spear. I might kill one larl, but then I should almost certainly die under the jaws of its mate. For some reason I did not fear death but felt only anger that these beasts might prevent me from keeping my rendezvous with the Priest-Kings of Gor. I wondered how many men might have turned back at this point, and I remembered the innumerable white, frozen bones on the cliffs below. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter )