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Kamchak took the torch and with his right hand, in a long arc, flung it to the center of the pool. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 26, Sentence #373)

He added, "It was twice he killed my father". The torch was brought, and the pool seemed to discharge its vapor more rapidly, and the fluids began to churn, and draw away from our edge of the pool. The yellows of the pool began to flicker and the filamentous fibers began to writhe, and the spheres of different colors beneath the surface began to turn and oscillate, and dart in one direction and then the other. Kamchak took the torch and with his right hand, in a long arc, flung it to the center of the pool. Suddenly like an explosion and conflagration the pool erupted into flames and Kamchak and I and Harold and the others shielded our faces and eyes and withdrew before the fury of the fire. The pool began to roar and hiss and bubble and scatter parts of itself, flaming, into the air and again to the walls. Even the vines caught fire. - (Nomads of Gor)