Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 3 | 3 | Both animals were jerked up short as mighty chains, fastened to steel and bejeweled collars, terminated their vicious charge. |
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Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 2 | 132 | I hesitated for a moment and then the fierce war cry of Ko-ro-ba burst from my lips in the clear, chill air of the Sardar and I threw myself into the open, my spear arm back, my shield high. |
| 3 | 1 | Parp There was a sudden startled rattle of chains and I saw two huge, white larls frozen in the momentary paralysis of registering my presence, and then with but an instant's fleeting passage both beasts turned upon me and hurled themselves enraged to the lengths of their chains. |
| 3 | 2 | My spear had not left my hand. |
| 3 | 3 | Both animals were jerked up short as mighty chains, fastened to steel and bejeweled collars, terminated their vicious charge. |
| 3 | 4 | One was thrown on its back, so violent was its rush, and the other stood wildly for a moment towering over me like a rearing giant stallion, its huge claws slashing the air, fighting the collar that held it from me. |
| 3 | 5 | Then at the length of their chains they crouched, snarling, regarding me balefully, occasionally lashing out with a clawed paw as if to sweep me into the range of their fearsome jaws. |
| 3 | 6 | I was struck with wonder, though I was careful to keep beyond the range of their chains, for I had never seen white larls before. |
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I hesitated for a moment and then the fierce war cry of Ko-ro-ba burst from my lips in the clear, chill air of the Sardar and I threw myself into the open, my spear arm back, my shield high.
Parp There was a sudden startled rattle of chains and I saw two huge, white larls frozen in the momentary paralysis of registering my presence, and then with but an instant's fleeting passage both beasts turned upon me and hurled themselves enraged to the lengths of their chains.
My spear had not left my hand.
Both animals were jerked up short as mighty chains, fastened to steel and bejeweled collars, terminated their vicious charge.
One was thrown on its back, so violent was its rush, and the other stood wildly for a moment towering over me like a rearing giant stallion, its huge claws slashing the air, fighting the collar that held it from me.
Then at the length of their chains they crouched, snarling, regarding me balefully, occasionally lashing out with a clawed paw as if to sweep me into the range of their fearsome jaws.
I was struck with wonder, though I was careful to keep beyond the range of their chains, for I had never seen white larls before.
- (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 3)