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Book 9. (1 results) Marauders of Gor (Individual Quote)

Kurii themselves, axes like sheets of iron rain, shattered that fearful throng, splitting it into hundreds of screaming fragments of terror. - (Marauders of Gor, Chapter 14, Sentence #151)
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14 151 View more quotes about kurii">Kurii themselves, axes like sheets of iron rain, shattered that fearful throng, splitting it into hundreds of screaming fragments of terror.

Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)

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14 148 On each side of the leader, plunging toward us, howling, swept Kurii.
14 149 Too, they pressed in from the sides, axes falling.
14 150 I do not choose to speak in detail of what followed.
14 151 Kurii themselves, axes like sheets of iron rain, shattered that fearful throng, splitting it into hundreds of screaming fragments of terror.
14 152 A man not more than a yard from me was cut half in two, from the head to the belt, in one stroke.
14 153 I managed, as the Kur was twisting his ax, trying to free it of the body, to drive my blade through its neck, under the right ear.
14 154 I saw Ivar Forkbeard, his sword gone, lost in the body of a nearby Kur, his knife in his hand, one hand thrusting away and upward the jaws of a Kur, repeatedly plunge his knife into the huge chest of the beast.
On each side of the leader, plunging toward us, howling, swept Kurii. Too, they pressed in from the sides, axes falling. I do not choose to speak in detail of what followed. Kurii themselves, axes like sheets of iron rain, shattered that fearful throng, splitting it into hundreds of screaming fragments of terror. A man not more than a yard from me was cut half in two, from the head to the belt, in one stroke. I managed, as the Kur was twisting his ax, trying to free it of the body, to drive my blade through its neck, under the right ear. I saw Ivar Forkbeard, his sword gone, lost in the body of a nearby Kur, his knife in his hand, one hand thrusting away and upward the jaws of a Kur, repeatedly plunge his knife into the huge chest of the beast. - (Marauders of Gor)