Book 35. (1 results) Quarry of Gor (Individual Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
27
137
As Bruno of Torcadino freed his crutch from the chest of the second man, the third man, in the moment, rose up, scrambled to the side, backed off, and drew a sword.
As Bruno of Torcadino freed his crutch from the chest of the second man, the third man, in the moment, rose up, scrambled to the side, backed off, and drew a sword.
- (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 27, Sentence #137)
Book 35. (7 results) Quarry of Gor (Context Quote)
Chapter #
Sentence #
Quote
27
134
It was fierce, swift, and heavy.
27
135
I opened my eyes, only to close them again, immediately, having caught a confused glimpse of spattered blood and half a head.
27
136
The second man, he who had held my ankles, had leapt to his feet, and tried to turn about, but he had scarcely come about, when the thick, heavy, bloody crutch, like a battering ram, like lightning become timber, thrust a foot into his chest.
27
137
As Bruno of Torcadino freed his crutch from the chest of the second man, the third man, in the moment, rose up, scrambled to the side, backed off, and drew a sword.
27
138
No longer did Bruno of Torcadino seem cringing and weak, helpless and frail.
27
139
He now, supported by the crutch, glowering, terrible in size and mien, faced the third man.
27
140
The third man, clutching the sword, seemed uncertain.
It was fierce, swift, and heavy.
I opened my eyes, only to close them again, immediately, having caught a confused glimpse of spattered blood and half a head.
The second man, he who had held my ankles, had leapt to his feet, and tried to turn about, but he had scarcely come about, when the thick, heavy, bloody crutch, like a battering ram, like lightning become timber, thrust a foot into his chest.
As Bruno of Torcadino freed his crutch from the chest of the second man, the third man, in the moment, rose up, scrambled to the side, backed off, and drew a sword.
No longer did Bruno of Torcadino seem cringing and weak, helpless and frail.
He now, supported by the crutch, glowering, terrible in size and mien, faced the third man.
The third man, clutching the sword, seemed uncertain.
- (Quarry of Gor, Chapter 27)