Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 27 | 260 | In an instant I was again on guard, my vision cleared, but I saw that Sarm was now some fifteen yards or more away and was slowly turning and turning in what must have been some primitive, involuntary dance of agony. |
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Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 27 | 257 | I counterslashed. |
| 27 | 258 | And when the swift living blade of Sarm was still a full yard from my throat it met the lightning steel of a Gorean blade that had once been carried at the siege of Ar, that had met and withstood and conquered the steel of Pa-Kur, Gor's Master Assassin, until that time said to be the most skilled swordsman on the planet. |
| 27 | 259 | A hideous splash of greenish fluid struck me in the face and I leaped aside, in the same movement shaking my head and wiping the back of my fist across my eyes. |
| 27 | 260 | In an instant I was again on guard, my vision cleared, but I saw that Sarm was now some fifteen yards or more away and was slowly turning and turning in what must have been some primitive, involuntary dance of agony. |
| 27 | 261 | I could sense the intense, weird odors of pain uncarried by his translator which now filled the chamber. |
| 27 | 262 | I returned to the place where I had struck the blow. |
| 27 | 263 | To one side I saw the bladed projection lying at the foot of one of the low stone tiers on which Priest-Kings stood. |
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I counterslashed.
And when the swift living blade of Sarm was still a full yard from my throat it met the lightning steel of a Gorean blade that had once been carried at the siege of Ar, that had met and withstood and conquered the steel of Pa-Kur, Gor's Master Assassin, until that time said to be the most skilled swordsman on the planet.
A hideous splash of greenish fluid struck me in the face and I leaped aside, in the same movement shaking my head and wiping the back of my fist across my eyes.
In an instant I was again on guard, my vision cleared, but I saw that Sarm was now some fifteen yards or more away and was slowly turning and turning in what must have been some primitive, involuntary dance of agony.
I could sense the intense, weird odors of pain uncarried by his translator which now filled the chamber.
I returned to the place where I had struck the blow.
To one side I saw the bladed projection lying at the foot of one of the low stone tiers on which Priest-Kings stood.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 27)