Book 1. (1 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
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Quote
8
64
He struggled furiously, his hands trying to pry apart my fingers, his sword slipping from the sheath.
He struggled furiously, his hands trying to pry apart my fingers, his sword slipping from the sheath.
- (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 8, Sentence #64)
Book 1. (7 results) Tarnsman of Gor (Context Quote)
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Quote
8
61
With all the weight of the heavy manacles on my wrist, I struck him across the temple, and he sank to his knees.
8
62
The officer turned from Talena, scrambling to his feet and growling with rage, unsheathing his blade.
8
63
It was only halfway from its sheath when I leaped upon him, my manacled hands seeking his throat.
8
64
He struggled furiously, his hands trying to pry apart my fingers, his sword slipping from the sheath.
8
65
My hands were on his throat like the talons of a tarn.
8
66
His hand drew Talena's dagger from his belt, and, manacled as I was, I could not have prevented the blow.
8
67
Suddenly his eyes emitted a wordless scream, and I saw a bloody stump at the end of his arm.
With all the weight of the heavy manacles on my wrist, I struck him across the temple, and he sank to his knees.
The officer turned from Talena, scrambling to his feet and growling with rage, unsheathing his blade.
It was only halfway from its sheath when I leaped upon him, my manacled hands seeking his throat.
He struggled furiously, his hands trying to pry apart my fingers, his sword slipping from the sheath.
My hands were on his throat like the talons of a tarn.
His hand drew Talena's dagger from his belt, and, manacled as I was, I could not have prevented the blow.
Suddenly his eyes emitted a wordless scream, and I saw a bloody stump at the end of his arm.
- (Tarnsman of Gor, Chapter 8)