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Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)

One of his clawed feet was on the chest of his antagonist, and the great, blunt bar he had had as weapon was thrust some four feet into the sand, first having pierced the massive neck of the antagonist, then pinning him to the sand by the ruptured throat, the body of the antagonist jerking, splashing sand about, hands and feet, and then scratching futilely at the thick metal bar. - (Kur of Gor, Chapter 21, Sentence #564)
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21 564 One of his clawed View more quotes about feet">feet was on the chest of his antagonist, and the great, blunt bar he had had as weapon was thrust some four feet into the sand, first having pierced the massive neck of the antagonist, then pinning him to the sand by the ruptured throat, the body of the antagonist jerking, splashing sand about, hands and feet, and then scratching futilely at the thick metal bar.

Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)

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21 561 Shutters must then have been reopened, and mirrors turned again, to gradually illuminate the sand.
21 562 "I owe you a dozen strings of coins," said Peisistratus.
21 563 Below, howling, his left arm lifted, two golden rings now on his left wrist, stood Grendel.
21 564 One of his clawed feet was on the chest of his antagonist, and the great, blunt bar he had had as weapon was thrust some four feet into the sand, first having pierced the massive neck of the antagonist, then pinning him to the sand by the ruptured throat, the body of the antagonist jerking, splashing sand about, hands and feet, and then scratching futilely at the thick metal bar.
21 565 "He could see!" said Peisistratus.
21 566 "Yes," said Cabot.
21 567 Grendel put back his head and howled in victory, a Kur's cry of triumph.
Shutters must then have been reopened, and mirrors turned again, to gradually illuminate the sand. "I owe you a dozen strings of coins," said Peisistratus. Below, howling, his left arm lifted, two golden rings now on his left wrist, stood Grendel. One of his clawed feet was on the chest of his antagonist, and the great, blunt bar he had had as weapon was thrust some four feet into the sand, first having pierced the massive neck of the antagonist, then pinning him to the sand by the ruptured throat, the body of the antagonist jerking, splashing sand about, hands and feet, and then scratching futilely at the thick metal bar. "He could see!" said Peisistratus. "Yes," said Cabot. Grendel put back his head and howled in victory, a Kur's cry of triumph. - (Kur of Gor)