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| 32 | 160 | I View more quotes about drew">drew my sword, but gently Misk seized my wrist, not permitting me to rush upon the Beetle and slay it. |
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| 32 | 157 | "You must not yield to the Golden Beetle!" I cried. |
| 32 | 158 | I could now see the antennae of both Misk and Kusk turning towards the Beetle, and I could see the Beetle stop, and the mane hairs begin to lift. |
| 32 | 159 | Suddenly, through the rock dust, I could scent that strange narcotic odor. |
| 32 | 160 | I drew my sword, but gently Misk seized my wrist, not permitting me to rush upon the Beetle and slay it. |
| 32 | 161 | "No," said Misk. |
| 32 | 162 | The Beetle drew closer, and I could see the mane hairs waving now like the fronds of some marine plant caught in the currents of its underwater world. |
| 32 | 163 | "You must resist the Golden Beetle," I said to Misk. |