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Shoulder to shoulder, fighting, I saw Bjarni of Thorstein Camp and the young man whom I had championed on the dueling ground in the Thing. - (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #39)

Twice, from behind, the ax swept laterally, once to the left, the second time to the right, chopping through the spines. A sleen, more than eleven feet in length, six-legged, slid past, its fur wiping against my thigh. Gorm, in his madness, was cutting at the bodies of the Kurii fallen now before him, shrieking. Shoulder to shoulder, fighting, I saw Bjarni of Thorstein Camp and the young man whom I had championed on the dueling ground in the Thing. I smelled fire. There was the howling of Kurii. I saw a Kur, barred with brown, turning, backing away, snarling, limping, from Ottar, who kept the Forkbeard's farm. - (Marauders of Gor)