Book 18. (1 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 44 | 498 | Their retreat was harried by the View more quotes about further">further flinging of stones and rolling boulders. |
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Book 18. (7 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 44 | 495 | Iwoso regarded the scene of carnage with horror. |
| 44 | 496 | Frenzied blasts on war whistles, relayed to the bottom of the trail, finally had their effect. |
| 44 | 497 | Slowly, with difficulty on the narrow trail, some backing down, some turning, some falling, the Yellow Knives on the lower lengths of the trail, pressing back among their fellows at the foot of Council Rock, freed the lower ascents, enabling their trapped fellows on the upper reaches of the trail, those so exposed to our pleasure, to begin their own laborious, tortuous descent. |
| 44 | 498 | Their retreat was harried by the further flinging of stones and rolling boulders. |
| 44 | 499 | The barricade at the summit of the trail, with its sharpened wooden stakes, with their bloodied points, was even temporarily removed, to permit the rolling down the trail of a great boulder. |
| 44 | 500 | This the rear guard of the Yellow Knives, packed against their retreating fellows, the rock on one side, the drop on the other, their eyes wide with horror, must watch bounding inexorably toward them. |
| 44 | 501 | Then it struck amongst them. |
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Iwoso regarded the scene of carnage with horror.
Frenzied blasts on war whistles, relayed to the bottom of the trail, finally had their effect.
Slowly, with difficulty on the narrow trail, some backing down, some turning, some falling, the Yellow Knives on the lower lengths of the trail, pressing back among their fellows at the foot of Council Rock, freed the lower ascents, enabling their trapped fellows on the upper reaches of the trail, those so exposed to our pleasure, to begin their own laborious, tortuous descent.
Their retreat was harried by the further flinging of stones and rolling boulders.
The barricade at the summit of the trail, with its sharpened wooden stakes, with their bloodied points, was even temporarily removed, to permit the rolling down the trail of a great boulder.
This the rear guard of the Yellow Knives, packed against their retreating fellows, the rock on one side, the drop on the other, their eyes wide with horror, must watch bounding inexorably toward them.
Then it struck amongst them.
- (Blood Brothers of Gor)