Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 8 | 81 | "Don't!" she View more quotes about cried">cried, kneeling there, her hands outstretched. |
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Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 8 | 78 | I drew my sword. |
| 8 | 79 | "Stop!" cried Vika, in terror. |
| 8 | 80 | She leaped from the stone couch and ran to me, seizing my sword arm, but with my left hand I flung her back and she fell stumbling back against the side of the stone couch. |
| 8 | 81 | "Don't!" she cried, kneeling there, her hands outstretched. |
| 8 | 82 | Six times the hilt of my sword struck against the sensors and six times there was a hissing pop like the explosion of hot glass and a bright shower of scarlet sparks. |
| 8 | 83 | The sensors had been shattered, their lenses broken and the wired apertures behind them a tangle of black, fused wire. |
| 8 | 84 | I resheathed my sword and wiped my face with the back of my forearm. |
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I drew my sword.
"Stop!" cried Vika, in terror.
She leaped from the stone couch and ran to me, seizing my sword arm, but with my left hand I flung her back and she fell stumbling back against the side of the stone couch.
"Don't!" she cried, kneeling there, her hands outstretched.
Six times the hilt of my sword struck against the sensors and six times there was a hissing pop like the explosion of hot glass and a bright shower of scarlet sparks.
The sensors had been shattered, their lenses broken and the wired apertures behind them a tangle of black, fused wire.
I resheathed my sword and wiped my face with the back of my forearm.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor)