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And who will earn prizes, who will seize the most meat? Be patient a moment. - (Plunder of Gor, Chapter 61, Sentence #682)

It is not Decius Albus they serve, but his gold". "Noble High Ones, Mighty Brothers," called Lucilius, "will you be befooled by humans, will you waver in your loyalty to great Agamemnon, will you hesitate to be true to the meaning of your fangs and claws, will you be denied your pleasures, your sport? Behold the game clustered by the stake, vulnerable and ill-defended. Charge upon it, and it will scatter, screaming, and you may pursue it and feed upon it as you did other game, the verr. And who will earn prizes, who will seize the most meat? Be patient a moment. Our happy allies, the loyal servitors of the noble Decius Albus, with a hundred spears, will thrust aside any impediment to your hunt". Lucilius then increased the volume on his translator, presumably that its message might carry throughout the field, even to the soldiers at the two manned perimeters. "Friends," he called, "humans, astute and wise, skilled and loyal, beloved allies, you did note how I intervened to save the life of your lord, the great Decius Albus, how I, at great personal risk, thrust him aside, away from the line of a quarrel's flight, just as he was about, boldly, at risk to his own life, to order you to attack enemies and traitors, the criminal Surtak, and others. - (Plunder of Gor)