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Where they stepped I could see a glistening disk of exudate which they had undoubtedly secreted from the fleshy pads which served them as feet. While the creatures remaining on the floor continued their mournful paean, their fellow creatures on the walls and ceiling, still carrying their torches, and scattering wild shadows of their own bodies and those of swollen priest-kings against the ceiling, began to fill their golden vessels from the mouths of the priest-kings. Many times was a golden vessel held for a priest-King as it slowly yielded whatever had been stored in its abdomen to the Muls. There seemed to be almost an indefinite number of the Muls and of clinging priest-kings there were perhaps a hundred. The strange procession to and fro up the walls and across the ceiling to priest-kings and back down to the floor continued for more than an hour, during which time the Muls who stood below, some of them having returned with a full vessel, never ceased to chant their mournful paean. The Muls made no use of the bars and from this I gathered that they might have been placed where they were in ancient times before there were such creatures to serve priest-kings. I assumed that the exudate or whatever it might be that had been taken from the priest-kings was Gur, and that I now understood what it was to retain Gur. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter )