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Kamchak himself had told me the golden sphere was worthless—poor Tuchuk! But now, I said to myself, poor Cabot! However it came about—and I could not be sure—Others than Priest-Kings had now entered the games of Gor—and these Others knew of the egg and wanted it—and, it seemed, would have it. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 16, Sentence #326)

It occurred to me that perhaps the Tuchuks had made no secret of the presence of the golden sphere in Kutaituchik's wagon. That puzzled me. On the other hand they may well not have understood its true value. Kamchak himself had told me the golden sphere was worthless—poor Tuchuk! But now, I said to myself, poor Cabot! However it came about—and I could not be sure—Others than Priest-Kings had now entered the games of Gor—and these Others knew of the egg and wanted it—and, it seemed, would have it. In time Priest-Kings, those remaining, would die. Their weapons and devices would rust and crumble in the Sardar. And then, one day, like the pirates of Port Kar in their long galleys, unannounced, unexpected, Others would cross the seas of space and bring their craft to rest on the shores and sands of Gor. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 16)