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| 20 | 29 | His View more quotes about manacles">manacles were removed and a naked hook knife was thrust in his trembling hand. |
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| 20 | 26 | "Bring Portus!" called Cernus. |
| 20 | 27 | The Slaver who had been chief competitor to the House of Cernus was brought forward, doubtless from the dungeons of the Central Cylinder of Ar, on order of its Ubar, Cernus, once of the Merchants, now of the Caste of the Warriors. |
| 20 | 28 | Portus, half wasted now, his skin hanging about his frame, was brought, manacled, stripped to the waist, to the square of sand. |
| 20 | 29 | His manacles were removed and a naked hook knife was thrust in his trembling hand. |
| 20 | 30 | "Please oh mighty Cernus!" he whined. |
| 20 | 31 | "Show mercy!" The slave whom I had originally seen victorious in the sport of hook knife sprang to the sand and began to stalk Portus. |
| 20 | 32 | "Please, Cernus!" cried Portus as a long line of blood burst open across his chest. |