Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 77 | 279 | Such a blow would have cut off two View more quotes about legs">legs. |
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Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 77 | 276 | Flavion's ax was some seven feet in length, and outreached that of Cabot by some two feet. |
| 77 | 277 | Too, it was of solid metal, and the blades were forged from the haft itself. |
| 77 | 278 | A swift flight of this mighty tool swept toward Cabot and he sprang back. |
| 77 | 279 | Such a blow would have cut off two legs. |
| 77 | 280 | It could have split apart the palings of the stockade, could have shattered the gate of the compound into a dozen pieces. |
| 77 | 281 | "You cannot escape," said Flavion, grinning, lurching after Cabot. |
| 77 | 282 | "How long can you run, little thing? Do you call that little stick you carry an ax? You cannot even reach me with it! You are human! I am Kur! Close with me! Close with me! Hold still! Stand! Fight!" Cabot circled, as he could, to the left, looking for an opening, but now Flavion held the ax more closely, was more guarded in his movements, in his strokes, even poked at Cabot, trying to force him backward, to fall, or to pin him against the palings. |
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Flavion's ax was some seven feet in length, and outreached that of Cabot by some two feet.
Too, it was of solid metal, and the blades were forged from the haft itself.
A swift flight of this mighty tool swept toward Cabot and he sprang back.
Such a blow would have cut off two legs.
It could have split apart the palings of the stockade, could have shattered the gate of the compound into a dozen pieces.
"You cannot escape," said Flavion, grinning, lurching after Cabot.
"How long can you run, little thing? Do you call that little stick you carry an ax? You cannot even reach me with it! You are human! I am Kur! Close with me! Close with me! Hold still! Stand! Fight!" Cabot circled, as he could, to the left, looking for an opening, but now Flavion held the ax more closely, was more guarded in his movements, in his strokes, even poked at Cabot, trying to force him backward, to fall, or to pin him against the palings.
- (Kur of Gor)