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I could see, now, over the balustrade, a line of tarns, perhaps some twenty or so, knifing their way toward some part of the city, to my right, beyond the bridge, beyond the docking area. - (Witness of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #18)

I went to the end of the chain. I stood up on my tiptoes. I even pulled the ring up. I could see, now, over the balustrade, a line of tarns, perhaps some twenty or so, knifing their way toward some part of the city, to my right, beyond the bridge, beyond the docking area. They are not of this city, I thought. They are strangers! It is a raid! They have come through the defenses! I, standing, watched them. They seemed placid enough, so far away, moving swiftly, in single file, toward the right, toward some other part of the city. - (Witness of Gor)