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| 27 | 179 | View more quotes about misk">Misk slowly turned away from Sarm and with slow, delicate steps approached the Mother, before whom he stood, great chunks of greenish coagulated body fluid marking the wounds on his body. |
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| 27 | 176 | Had the translator been turned on, I would have heard "Lo Sardar"—"I am a Priest-King". |
| 27 | 177 | Misk removed his jaws from the throat of Sarm and stepped back. |
| 27 | 178 | He could not slay a Priest-King. |
| 27 | 179 | Misk slowly turned away from Sarm and with slow, delicate steps approached the Mother, before whom he stood, great chunks of greenish coagulated body fluid marking the wounds on his body. |
| 27 | 180 | If he spoke to her or she to him I did not detect the signals. |
| 27 | 181 | Perhaps they merely regarded one another. |
| 27 | 182 | My interest was more with Sarm, whom I saw lift himself with delicate menace to his four posterior appendages. |