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How had he dared to place himself, armed with naught but that sliver of a knife, between a Kur and its quarry? The largest Kur, it whom I took to be their leader, it with the two rings on its left wrist, to whom the others had seemingly deferred, stood near the fallen lantern, and looked about. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 33, Sentence #667)

I did not know where my master was. I assumed he lay somewhere, perhaps amongst the bales, barrels, and crates about the walls. I supposed him unconscious, so grievous was the blow to which he had been subjected. How had he dared to place himself, armed with naught but that sliver of a knife, between a Kur and its quarry? The largest Kur, it whom I took to be their leader, it with the two rings on its left wrist, to whom the others had seemingly deferred, stood near the fallen lantern, and looked about. I lay as quietly as I could. That massive head was facing me. I could see its two large, pointed ears lift from the sides of its head, broaden, and, seemingly cupped, incline toward me. - (Plunder of Gor)