Book 2. (1 results) Outlaw of Gor (Individual Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
7
5
I suddenly turned on the warrior on my right with the spear and with the swiftness of the mountain larl sprang at him, evaded his clumsy, startled thrust, and drove my blade between his ribs, jerking it free and turning just in time to meet the sword attack of his companion.
I suddenly turned on the warrior on my right with the spear and with the swiftness of the mountain larl sprang at him, evaded his clumsy, startled thrust, and drove my blade between his ribs, jerking it free and turning just in time to meet the sword attack of his companion.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 7, Sentence #5)
Book 2. (7 results) Outlaw of Gor (Context Quote)
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Sentence #
Quote
7
2
The man on the right would not draw his blade but wait until the first warrior had made his attack and would then strike from the side with the spear.
7
3
The warrior in the rear only lifted his spear, ready to cast it should a clean opening present itself.
7
4
But it was I who attacked first.
7
5
I suddenly turned on the warrior on my right with the spear and with the swiftness of the mountain larl sprang at him, evaded his clumsy, startled thrust, and drove my blade between his ribs, jerking it free and turning just in time to meet the sword attack of his companion.
7
6
Our blades had not crossed six times when he, too, lay at my feet, crowded into a knot of pain, clutching at the grass.
7
7
The officer had rushed forward but now stopped.
7
8
He, like his men, had been taken aback.
The man on the right would not draw his blade but wait until the first warrior had made his attack and would then strike from the side with the spear.
The warrior in the rear only lifted his spear, ready to cast it should a clean opening present itself.
But it was I who attacked first.
I suddenly turned on the warrior on my right with the spear and with the swiftness of the mountain larl sprang at him, evaded his clumsy, startled thrust, and drove my blade between his ribs, jerking it free and turning just in time to meet the sword attack of his companion.
Our blades had not crossed six times when he, too, lay at my feet, crowded into a knot of pain, clutching at the grass.
The officer had rushed forward but now stopped.
He, like his men, had been taken aback.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 7)