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I could now hear the drumming of kaiila paws beyond the gate, perhaps no more than a pasang away. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #282)

Two men leaped toward him with swords drawn and I leaped in front of him and engaged them, dropping one and wounding the other. "Well done, Baker," he cried. I gritted my teeth and met the attack of another man. I could now hear the drumming of kaiila paws beyond the gate, perhaps no more than a pasang away. The double gate had closed now save for the wagon wedged between the two parts of the gate. The wagon bosk, upset by the running men, the shouting and the clank of arms about them, were bellowing wildly and throwing their heads up and down, stomping and pawing in the dust. My Turian foe took the short sword under the heart. - (Nomads of Gor)