Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 10 | 562 | Each time the Turian struck and I would have thought Kamchak slain, somehow, incomprehensibly, at the last instant, nearly causing my heart to stop, with a surprised, weary little twitch, the blade of the tuchuk would slide the Turian steel harmlessly to the side. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 10 | 559 | Then, as though weary, Kamchak, puffing, sat down in the sand. |
| 10 | 560 | His sword was in front of his face, apparently blocking his vision. |
| 10 | 561 | With his boots he kept rotating about, always facing Kamras no matter from which direction he came. |
| 10 | 562 | Each time the Turian struck and I would have thought Kamchak slain, somehow, incomprehensibly, at the last instant, nearly causing my heart to stop, with a surprised, weary little twitch, the blade of the tuchuk would slide the Turian steel harmlessly to the side. |
| 10 | 563 | It was only about this time that it dawned on me that for three or four minutes Kamchak had been the object of the ever-more-furious assault of Turia's champion and was, to this instant, unscratched. |
| 10 | 564 | Kamchak then struggled wearily to his feet. |
| 10 | 565 | "Die, tuchuk!" cried Kamras, now enraged, rushing upon him. |
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Then, as though weary, Kamchak, puffing, sat down in the sand.
His sword was in front of his face, apparently blocking his vision.
With his boots he kept rotating about, always facing Kamras no matter from which direction he came.
Each time the Turian struck and I would have thought Kamchak slain, somehow, incomprehensibly, at the last instant, nearly causing my heart to stop, with a surprised, weary little twitch, the blade of the tuchuk would slide the Turian steel harmlessly to the side.
It was only about this time that it dawned on me that for three or four minutes Kamchak had been the object of the ever-more-furious assault of Turia's champion and was, to this instant, unscratched.
Kamchak then struggled wearily to his feet.
"Die, tuchuk!" cried Kamras, now enraged, rushing upon him.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 10)