Book 6. (1 results) Raiders of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 180 | Spitting teeth, his face a mask of blood, he tried to draw his sword. |
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Book 6. (7 results) Raiders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 6 | 177 | A warrior now crouched at her ankles. |
| 6 | 178 | With a few swift motions he fastened them together. |
| 6 | 179 | I seized him and spun him about, breaking in his face with a blow. |
| 6 | 180 | Spitting teeth, his face a mask of blood, he tried to draw his sword. |
| 6 | 181 | I lifted him over my head and threw him screaming into the jaws of tharlarion churning the marsh at the edge of the island. |
| 6 | 182 | They had feasted much that night, and would more. |
| 6 | 183 | The slave who had carried his torch ran back toward the light, crying out. |
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A warrior now crouched at her ankles.
With a few swift motions he fastened them together.
I seized him and spun him about, breaking in his face with a blow.
Spitting teeth, his face a mask of blood, he tried to draw his sword.
I lifted him over my head and threw him screaming into the jaws of tharlarion churning the marsh at the edge of the island.
They had feasted much that night, and would more.
The slave who had carried his torch ran back toward the light, crying out.
- (Raiders of Gor, Chapter 6)