"Rogue, a big tiger, had taken his accustomed perch on the highest pedestal in the arena, eleven feet above the floor-level. Prince, one of the heftiest lions in the show and a bad actor, suddenly took it into his head to cause trouble. Without warning he made a tremendous leap and, just managing to sink in his claws, dragged the tiger down from his roost. Had the striped cat expected the attack he could have braced himself and stayed put; but the suddenness of the assault was too much for him and he lost his balance. The two animals had hardly struck the floor when caeser ran over to join the scrap and help his brother Prince win a lion victory. Rogue fought himself clear of his two assailants and backed up against the iron bars of the big cage. It was a clever move, for it meant that he would not have to worry about an attack from behind. At least his back was protected and that was something. Then followed a sort of animal boxing-match. Roaring their murderous intent, the lions closed in on the tiger, but they were temporarily frustrated in their efforts to inflict real damage. Rogue gave them a boxing lesson, slashing away so effectively with his paws that it was impossible for either Prince or caeser to get set for one of those deadly bites at the throat that are always the main objective in such a tussle. No more than a few seconds elasped before Brutus, another lion, joined in the scrap. And now the struggle was more one-sided than ever. Three lions against one tiger! Having lost many tigers through the ganging up of lions, i knew i was up against something pretty serious. But there is nothing that can be done in the early moments of such a battle. The combatants lose their heads and go temporarily mad. So i waited, watching not only the fighters but also the other animals, all of them nervously alert, with a realization of what was going on but unable to decide whether to take part in the scrimmage. Meanwhile the vast audience was getting a thrill, but most people naturally thought it was all part of the regular act. Rogue seemed undaunted by the arrival of his third adversary. He was lashing out in all directions so fast that it was difficult for the eye to follow the lightening-like movements of his paws. And thus he managed to keep his attackers away until i succeeded in getting the lions to fight me instead of him. This i did by poking them with a heavy stick, repeating my pokes in rapidfire fashion until they could no longer ignore me. Then, when they came at me, i blanked them with my gun. The idea of the blank cartridge, of course, is to startle the beasts and get their minds on something else. Only in rare caes, where the situation is desperate, is it necessary to blank an animal smack in the face. Almost always, as i have made clear, i level the gun so that the fire goes over the animal`s head or to one side. On this particular occasion, the three lions were perfectly willing to call it a day. Their fight with Rogue had not been very satisfactory."
Sorry i couldn`t find the image of this fight at the moment, but i`ll find it and then post it here.