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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)

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21 316 About us there were the stamping paws of kaiila, the crying of men, the sound of arms, and always more and more Tuchuks striking the top of the wagon and bounding into the city uttering their war cry.
21 317 Each of the Hundreds that entered turned to its own destination, taking different streets and turns, some dismounting and climbing to command the roofs with their small bows.
21 318 Already I could smell smoke.
21 319 Under the wagon with us, crouching, terrified, were three Turians, civilians, a wine vendor, a potter and a girl.
21 320 The wine vendor and the potter were peeping fearfully from between the wheels at the riders thundering into the streets.
21 321 Harold, on his hands and knees, was looking into the eyes of the girl who knelt, too, numb with terror.
21 322 "I am Harold of the Tuchuks," he was telling her.
About us there were the stamping paws of kaiila, the crying of men, the sound of arms, and always more and more Tuchuks striking the top of the wagon and bounding into the city uttering their war cry. Each of the Hundreds that entered turned to its own destination, taking different streets and turns, some dismounting and climbing to command the roofs with their small bows. Already I could smell smoke. Under the wagon with us, crouching, terrified, were three Turians, civilians, a wine vendor, a potter and a girl. The wine vendor and the potter were peeping fearfully from between the wheels at the riders thundering into the streets. Harold, on his hands and knees, was looking into the eyes of the girl who knelt, too, numb with terror. "I am Harold of the Tuchuks," he was telling her. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )