Uh, yeah. Friendly little praetorian stomped through my level-14 like I was grist, laughed evilly and strode away. Tried that 3 times, and decided I'd wait until I was a bit more powerful. Now at 31, I eat praetorians for breakfast, toying with them, stealing their eye-site, taking their ability to move well, dissipating their angry, frustrated, blind, stumbling carcases into the ether with a flick of my wrist.