A Sense of Dethronement
I felt the first inkling of a thing that presently grew quite clear in my mind, that oppressed me for many days, a sense of dethronement, a persuasion that I was no longer a master, but an animal among the animals, under the Martian heel. With us it would be as with them, to lurk and watch, to run and hide; the fear and empire of man had passed away.
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Context: The narrator emerges into a landscape changed beyond recognition.
Not in a duel yet
Source: Book Two, Chapter VI: The Work of Fifteen Days