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Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)

The end man stumbled in an attempt to turn to me and I passed the side of the blade beneath the helmet and was behind them. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #304)
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21 304 The end man stumbled in an View more quotes about attempt">attempt to turn to me and I passed the side of the blade beneath the helmet and was behind them.

Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)

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21 301 Unevenly, with difficulty, the picket followed, their eyes on me.
21 302 Then the picket charged but, as I had intended, across the field of their own fallen.
21 303 I leaped to one side.
21 304 The end man stumbled in an attempt to turn to me and I passed the side of the blade beneath the helmet and was behind them.
21 305 Attempting to remain together they wheeled, each in place.
21 306 One man lunged for me, but stumbled across another fallen Taurentian and his fellow, moving forward, fell across him; rather than attack the men who had fallen, on whom the attack would be expected, I struck the remaining man, he standing, the leader, engaging him singly in the moment and felling him.
21 307 The remaining two Taurentians who had stumbled scrambled to their feet, scraping awkwardly back through the sand.
Unevenly, with difficulty, the picket followed, their eyes on me. Then the picket charged but, as I had intended, across the field of their own fallen. I leaped to one side. The end man stumbled in an attempt to turn to me and I passed the side of the blade beneath the helmet and was behind them. Attempting to remain together they wheeled, each in place. One man lunged for me, but stumbled across another fallen Taurentian and his fellow, moving forward, fell across him; rather than attack the men who had fallen, on whom the attack would be expected, I struck the remaining man, he standing, the leader, engaging him singly in the moment and felling him. The remaining two Taurentians who had stumbled scrambled to their feet, scraping awkwardly back through the sand. - (Assassin of Gor)