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Yellow Knives were not twenty-five feet below me, on the trail. - (Blood Brothers of Gor, Chapter 47, Sentence #323)

The Yellow Knives, on the western side of Council Rock, prevented by the mountain from knowing what had occurred in the air to the east, and on the eastern faces of the rock, singing their medicine, their hearing throbbing with the beat of drums, had not desisted in their procession to the summit; they had continued to ascend the trail. "You are done!" cried Iwoso. "You are finished!" Roped to the post as she was, she, too, was ignorant of the developments to the east. Yellow Knives were not twenty-five feet below me, on the trail. In their lead surrounded by medicine men, beating on drums and dancing, were Sardak and Kog, and five others of the Kurii. I also saw, prominent among the Yellow Knives, Alfred, with soldiers, and a Yellow Knife I recognized as the third of the war chiefs who had been at the summer camp. He had not taken part, as far as I knew, in the earlier actions. - (Blood Brothers of Gor)