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| 1 | 144 | View more quotes about once">Once, in a fight with Fleer, he had leaped to the ground and thrust his lance through the long, trailing end of the society's war sash, which, on that occasion, he had been wearing. |
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| 1 | 141 | He had become morose and cruel. |
| 1 | 142 | Immersing himself in the comraderie, and the rituals and ceremonies of the Sleen Soldiers, it seemed he lived then for little other than the concerns of raiding and war. |
| 1 | 143 | There were members of his own society who feared to ride with him, so swift, so fierce, so careless of danger he was. |
| 1 | 144 | Once, in a fight with Fleer, he had leaped to the ground and thrust his lance through the long, trailing end of the society's war sash, which, on that occasion, he had been wearing. |
| 1 | 145 | He thus fastened himself in place, on foot, among the charging Fleer. |
| 1 | 146 | "I will not yield this ground!" he had cried. |
| 1 | 147 | The fleeing members of his society, seeing this, and knowing that he wore the war sash, had then rallied and, though outnumbered, had charged the Fleer. |