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"Away!" In the slaughter it seemed that only Grunt, and Wasnapohdi, too, protected by him, crouching behind him, her head down, the jaw rope of a kaiila clutched in her two hands, had not been killed. - (Blood Brothers of Gor, Chapter 29, Sentence #84)

"Grunt is alive!" I said. Grunt, bodies about his feet, stood on a small rise. "Away!" Grunt was crying, waving his arm aversively, at two Yellow Knives, mounted, looking at him. "Away!" In the slaughter it seemed that only Grunt, and Wasnapohdi, too, protected by him, crouching behind him, her head down, the jaw rope of a kaiila clutched in her two hands, had not been killed. The two Yellow Knives, suddenly, turned about and sped from Grunt. I choked back a wave of repulsion. I recalled that long ago, even before I had come to Kailiauk, near the Ihanke, or Perimeter, I had questioned a young man, a tharlarion teamster, as to how it was that Grunt, of all white men, at that time, was permitted to travel so far and with such impunity in the Barrens. - (Blood Brothers of Gor)