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When I said this, the monstrous insect bent near me, and I caught sight of the mandibles, like curved knives. - (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 6, Sentence #81)

In a moment the voice repeated the question, the volume of the sound being slightly increased, and then added, "Are you from the City of Ar?" "No," I said, taking part in what I believed must be some fantastic hallucination in which I madly conversed with myself. "No, I am not," I said. "I am from the Free City of Ko-ro-ba". When I said this, the monstrous insect bent near me, and I caught sight of the mandibles, like curved knives. I tensed myself for the sudden lateral chopping of those pincerlike jaws. Instead, saliva or some related type of secretion or exudate was being applied to the web in my vicinity, which loosened its adhesive grip. When freed, I was lifted lightly in the mandibles and carried to the edge of the web, where the spider seized a hanging strand and scurried downward, placing me on the ground. - (Tarnsman of Gor)