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I supposed something, sensing our presence, had stirred in its depths, and was now waiting. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 17, Sentence #20)

I wondered what I was expected to meet in the pool. I would have at least the quiva. I noted that the surface of the pool, shortly after we had entered, began to tremble slightly, and it was then once again calm. I supposed something, sensing our presence, had stirred in its depths, and was now waiting. Yet the motion had been odd for it was almost as if the pool had lifted itself, rippled, and then subsided. Harold and I, though bound, were each held by two men-at-arms, and another four, with crossbows, had accompanied us. "What is the nature of the beast in the pool?" I asked. - (Nomads of Gor)