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It was almost certain they would be flying within minutes after an alarm was sounded, even though they need be summoned from the baths, the paga taverns, the gaming rooms of Turia, in which of late, the siege over, they had been freely spending their mercenary gold, much to the delight of Turians. In a few days, their recreations complete, I expected Ha-Keel would weigh up his gold, marshal his men and withdraw through the clouds from the city. I, of course, did not wish to wait a few days—or more—or however long it might take Ha-Keel to rest his men, square his accounts with Saphrar and depart. The heavy merchant wagon was near the main gate now and it was being waved forward. I looked out over the prairie, in the direction that had been taken by the Tuchuk wagons. Some five days now they had been gone. It had seemed strange to me that Kamchak, the resolute, implacable Kamchak of the Tuchuks, had so soon surrendered his assault on the city—not that I expected it would have been, if prolonged, successful. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )