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.
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Already I could smell smoke.
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Under the wagon with us, crouching, terrified, were three Turians, civilians, a wine vendor, a potter and a girl.
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The wine vendor and the potter were peeping fearfully from between the wheels at the riders thundering into the streets.
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Harold, on his hands and knees, was looking into the eyes of the girl who knelt, too, numb with terror.
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"I am Harold of the Tuchuks," he was telling her.
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He deftly removed the veil pins and she scarcely noticed, so terrified was she.
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.
He deftly removed the veil pins and she scarcely noticed, so terrified was she.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )