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Most, panic-stricken, knowing themselves no match for trained warriors, fled like animals, crying out in fear before the hunters of Port Kar. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 6, Sentence #56)

My arm about Telima's shoulder, I moved her away, losing ourselves among the shouting rencers, the running men and women. Some of the men of the rencers, with their small shields of rence wicker, fought, but their marsh spears were no match for the steel swords and the war spears of Gor. When they offered resistance they were cut down. Most, panic-stricken, knowing themselves no match for trained warriors, fled like animals, crying out in fear before the hunters of Port Kar. I saw a girl stumbling, being dragged by the hair toward one of the narrow barges. Her wrists were bound behind her back. She had been the girl who, this morning, had carried a net over her left shoulder, one of those who had taunted me at the pole, one of those who had, at festival, danced her contempt of me. - (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 6)