Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 4 | 4 | I had no wish to kill the tuchuk. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 4 | 1 | The Outcome of Spear Gambling The tuchuk warrior lifted the lance in triumph, in the same instant slipping his fist into the retention knot and kicking the roweled heels of his boots into the silken flanks of his mount, the animal springing towards me and the rider in the same movement, as if one with the beast, leaning down from the saddle, lance slightly lowered, charging. |
| 4 | 2 | The slender, flexible wand of the lance tore at the seven-layered Gorean shield, striking a spark from the brass rim binding it, as the man had lunged at my head. |
| 4 | 3 | I had not cast the spear. |
| 4 | 4 | I had no wish to kill the tuchuk. |
| 4 | 5 | The charge of the tuchuk, in spite of its rapidity and momentum, carried him no more than four paces beyond me. |
| 4 | 6 | It seemed scarcely had he passed than the kaiila had wheeled and charged again, this time given free rein, that it might tear at me with its fangs. |
| 4 | 7 | I thrust with the spear, trying to force back the snapping jaws of the screaming animal. |
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The Outcome of Spear Gambling The tuchuk warrior lifted the lance in triumph, in the same instant slipping his fist into the retention knot and kicking the roweled heels of his boots into the silken flanks of his mount, the animal springing towards me and the rider in the same movement, as if one with the beast, leaning down from the saddle, lance slightly lowered, charging.
The slender, flexible wand of the lance tore at the seven-layered Gorean shield, striking a spark from the brass rim binding it, as the man had lunged at my head.
I had not cast the spear.
I had no wish to kill the tuchuk.
The charge of the tuchuk, in spite of its rapidity and momentum, carried him no more than four paces beyond me.
It seemed scarcely had he passed than the kaiila had wheeled and charged again, this time given free rein, that it might tear at me with its fangs.
I thrust with the spear, trying to force back the snapping jaws of the screaming animal.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 4)