| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 30 | 164 | He could no View more quotes about longer">longer lift the blade. |
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| 30 | 161 | They sat in silence. |
| 30 | 162 | Then, bloodied, Drusus, unsteadily, his sword arm down, wavered before me. |
| 30 | 163 | He had been cut several times, as I had pleased. |
| 30 | 164 | He could no longer lift the blade. |
| 30 | 165 | Blood ran down his arm, staining the sand. |
| 30 | 166 | I looked up to the mirror in the wall, that which I was confident was in actuality a one-way glass. |
| 30 | 167 | I lifted my sword to that invisible window, in the salute of a Gorean warrior. |