I saw that — that black thing squatting like an ape among the branches, leering down at me. - Robert E. Howard

Reeling up, blood streaming down his face from under his dented helmet, Conan glared dizzily at the profusion of destruction which spread before him. From crest to crest the dead lay strewn, a red carpet that choked the valley. It was like a red sea, with each wave a straggling line of corpses.

Lift that scimitar against me, you Hyrkanian pig and I'll gut you where you stand!

There's nothing in the universe cold steel won't cut, answered Conan. "I threw my ax at the demon, and he took no hurt, but I might have missed in the dusk, or a branch deflected its flight. I'm not going out of my way looking for devils; but I wouldn't step out of my path to let one go by.