Book 28. (1 results) Kur of Gor (Individual Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 43 | 82 | The butcher turned to the dangling Lady bina but there now stood a formidable impediment between him and his objective. |
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Book 28. (7 results) Kur of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 43 | 79 | "That is perhaps why you are next," said Cabot. |
| 43 | 80 | "I will kill her, and then you," said the translator. |
| 43 | 81 | In Kur this was clearly a snarl, but it was rendered, as would be expected, with calmness and precision by the translator. |
| 43 | 82 | The butcher turned to the dangling Lady bina but there now stood a formidable impediment between him and his objective. |
| 43 | 83 | With a roar of rage, a bleeding Lord Grendel flung himself on the butcher, and with a single bite tore away the butcher's right paw, it still grasped on the tool, and Lord Grendel lifted the butcher over his head, and flung him to the lower level, where he fell among the slaughtered cattle, howling in pain, blood spurting from his right wrist. |
| 43 | 84 | The butcher then rose up, slipping on the bodies, fell, and rose up, again, moving away. |
| 43 | 85 | Cabot, by now, had freed his bow and handed it, with an arrow, to Lord Grendel. |
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"That is perhaps why you are next," said Cabot.
"I will kill her, and then you," said the translator.
In Kur this was clearly a snarl, but it was rendered, as would be expected, with calmness and precision by the translator.
The butcher turned to the dangling Lady bina but there now stood a formidable impediment between him and his objective.
With a roar of rage, a bleeding Lord Grendel flung himself on the butcher, and with a single bite tore away the butcher's right paw, it still grasped on the tool, and Lord Grendel lifted the butcher over his head, and flung him to the lower level, where he fell among the slaughtered cattle, howling in pain, blood spurting from his right wrist.
The butcher then rose up, slipping on the bodies, fell, and rose up, again, moving away.
Cabot, by now, had freed his bow and handed it, with an arrow, to Lord Grendel.
- (Kur of Gor, Chapter 43)