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I might kill one larl, but then I should almost certainly die under the jaws of its mate. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 2, Sentence #124)

On the other hand if I were under the larl I would have a brief but clean strike at the great, pounding, eight-valved heart that lies in the center of its breast. My heart sank for I heard another growl, that of a second beast. I had but one spear. I might kill one larl, but then I should almost certainly die under the jaws of its mate. For some reason I did not fear death but felt only anger that these beasts might prevent me from keeping my rendezvous with the Priest-Kings of Gor. I wondered how many men might have turned back at this point, and I remembered the innumerable white, frozen bones on the cliffs below. It occurred to me that I might retreat, and return when the beasts had gone. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)