The head of the machine, as it sat, like a larl, was several feet above his head.
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"It was doubtless with this that the sleen were set upon him," said a kur, lifting Cabot's tunic, taken from a pouch attached to the harness of one of the fallen hunters.
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"Let us see," said the machine.
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The kur who held the wadded tunic threw it before the feeding sleen, who looked upon it, and then crawled toward it, and then, suddenly, as though recovering from some distraction, perhaps its experiences at the ledge, its attack on the kur, its fight with its wild fellow, the satisfying of its hunger, looked at Cabot, and snarled.
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Cabot crouched down.
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He did not have even his pointed stick with which to defend himself.
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The tail of the sleen began to lash.
The head of the machine, as it sat, like a larl, was several feet above his head.
"It was doubtless with this that the sleen were set upon him," said a kur, lifting Cabot's tunic, taken from a pouch attached to the harness of one of the fallen hunters.
"Let us see," said the machine.
The kur who held the wadded tunic threw it before the feeding sleen, who looked upon it, and then crawled toward it, and then, suddenly, as though recovering from some distraction, perhaps its experiences at the ledge, its attack on the kur, its fight with its wild fellow, the satisfying of its hunger, looked at Cabot, and snarled.
Cabot crouched down.
He did not have even his pointed stick with which to defend himself.
The tail of the sleen began to lash.
- (Kur of Gor, Chapter )