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| 4 | 141 | Such a simple View more quotes about gesture">gesture might weaken his intensity, the height of his hatreds, his readiness to do battle. |
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| 4 | 138 | Scormus of Ar paced angrily on the stage. |
| 4 | 139 | He wiped the palms of his hands on his robe. |
| 4 | 140 | He would not look upon, nor touch, Centius of Cos in friendship. |
| 4 | 141 | Such a simple gesture might weaken his intensity, the height of his hatreds, his readiness to do battle. |
| 4 | 142 | His brilliance, his competitive edge, must be at its peak. |
| 4 | 143 | Scormus of Ar reminded me of men of the caste of Assassins, as they sometimes are, before they begin their hunt. |
| 4 | 144 | The edge must be sharp, the resolve must be merciless, the instinct to kill must in no way be blunted. |