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| 18 | 596 | View more quotes about behind">Behind him, green and beautiful, stretched Thassa. |
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| 18 | 593 | It puzzled me that the Forkbeard had not yet struck the final blow. |
| 18 | 594 | At last, his back to the cliff, Thorgard of Scagnar could retreat no further. |
| 18 | 595 | He could no longer lift his arm. |
| 18 | 596 | Behind him, green and beautiful, stretched Thassa. |
| 18 | 597 | The sky was darkly cloudy. |
| 18 | 598 | There was a slight wind, which moved his hair and beard. |
| 18 | 599 | "Strike," said Thorgard. |