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Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)

"Down!" cried Harold, and I fell to the floor barely sensible of the silverish quiva of the Paravaci speeding overhead. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #94)
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18 94 "View more quotes about down">Down!" cried Harold, and I fell to the floor barely sensible of the silverish quiva of the Paravaci speeding overhead.

Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)

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18 91 I shielded myself from the flight of the Paravaci quiva by rushing towards the two guardsmen.
18 92 But before I reached them my quiva, with the underhand hilt cast, had struck the guardsman on my left.
18 93 I moved to his right and from his strengthless hand, even before he fell, tore his weapon.
18 94 "Down!" cried Harold, and I fell to the floor barely sensible of the silverish quiva of the Paravaci speeding overhead.
18 95 I took the attack of the second guardsman by rolling on my back and flinging up my blade in defense.
18 96 Four times he struck and each time I parried and then I had regained my feet.
18 97 He fell back from my blade, turned once and fell into the glistening, living liquid of the Yellow Pool of Turia.
I shielded myself from the flight of the Paravaci quiva by rushing towards the two guardsmen. But before I reached them my quiva, with the underhand hilt cast, had struck the guardsman on my left. I moved to his right and from his strengthless hand, even before he fell, tore his weapon. "Down!" cried Harold, and I fell to the floor barely sensible of the silverish quiva of the Paravaci speeding overhead. I took the attack of the second guardsman by rolling on my back and flinging up my blade in defense. Four times he struck and each time I parried and then I had regained my feet. He fell back from my blade, turned once and fell into the glistening, living liquid of the Yellow Pool of Turia. - (Nomads of Gor)