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| 13 | 93 | "Let us be men," I said to my opponent, "and refuse to View more quotes about slay">slay one another for the sport of those in silver masks". |
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| 13 | 90 | He would be a dangerous opponent. |
| 13 | 91 | The man with wrist straps circled us with the whip, his eye on the throne of the Tatrix. |
| 13 | 92 | When the glove of gold once more lifted, the dread conflict would begin. |
| 13 | 93 | "Let us be men," I said to my opponent, "and refuse to slay one another for the sport of those in silver masks". |
| 13 | 94 | The yellow, short-cropped head glared at me, almost without comprehension. |
| 13 | 95 | Then it seemed as though what I had said struck, deep within him, some responsive chord. |
| 13 | 96 | The pale blue eyes glimmered briefly; then they clouded. |