Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 5 | 159 | The View more quotes about third">third of the warriors of Ar was sweeping in from behind. |
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Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 5 | 156 | They apparently had no intention of taking me prisoner, for an instant after the shout the sharp hiss of a bolt from a crossbow passed over my head. |
| 5 | 157 | Before I had time to gather my senses, a dark winged shape had materialized in front of me, and, in the light of the three moons, I saw a warrior on a tarn passing, thrusting out with his spear. |
| 5 | 158 | He surely would have struck home had not my tarn veered wildly to the left, almost colliding with another tarn and its rider, who fired a bolt that sank deep in the saddle pack with a sound like slapping leather. |
| 5 | 159 | The third of the warriors of Ar was sweeping in from behind. |
| 5 | 160 | I turned, raising the tarn-goad, which was looped to my wrist, to ward off the stroke of his blade. |
| 5 | 161 | Sword and tarn-goad met in a ringing clash and a shower of glittering yellow sparks. |
| 5 | 162 | Somehow I must have turned the goad on. |
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They apparently had no intention of taking me prisoner, for an instant after the shout the sharp hiss of a bolt from a crossbow passed over my head.
Before I had time to gather my senses, a dark winged shape had materialized in front of me, and, in the light of the three moons, I saw a warrior on a tarn passing, thrusting out with his spear.
He surely would have struck home had not my tarn veered wildly to the left, almost colliding with another tarn and its rider, who fired a bolt that sank deep in the saddle pack with a sound like slapping leather.
The third of the warriors of Ar was sweeping in from behind.
I turned, raising the tarn-goad, which was looped to my wrist, to ward off the stroke of his blade.
Sword and tarn-goad met in a ringing clash and a shower of glittering yellow sparks.
Somehow I must have turned the goad on.
- (Tarnsman of Gor)