"I shall inform against you," hissed Ost, "for plotting an escape".
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In the half light, from the small tharlarion-oil lamps set in each end of the room, I saw the heavy, squat figure beside Ost loop his wrist chain silently about the creature's thin throat.
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The circle of chain tightened, and Ost scratched helplessly at it with his fingers, his eyes bulging.
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"You will inform against no one," said a voice, which I recognized as that of the bull-like Kron of Tharna, of the caste of Metal Workers, he whose life I had spared in the arena during the Battles of Oxen.
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The chain tightened.
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Ost shuddered like a convulsive monkey.
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"Do not kill him," I said to Kron.
"I shall inform against you," hissed Ost, "for plotting an escape".
In the half light, from the small tharlarion-oil lamps set in each end of the room, I saw the heavy, squat figure beside Ost loop his wrist chain silently about the creature's thin throat.
The circle of chain tightened, and Ost scratched helplessly at it with his fingers, his eyes bulging.
"You will inform against no one," said a voice, which I recognized as that of the bull-like Kron of Tharna, of the caste of Metal Workers, he whose life I had spared in the arena during the Battles of Oxen.
The chain tightened.
Ost shuddered like a convulsive monkey.
"Do not kill him," I said to Kron.
- (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter )