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Book 3. (1 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Individual Quote)

One last time he looked about himself, his antennae surveying the grandeur of the Nest, and then tumbled from the walkway and fell to the surface of the globe and slid until he fell to the rubble below. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 31, Sentence #231)
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31 231 One View more quotes about last">last time he looked about himself, his antennae surveying the grandeur of the Nest, and then tumbled from the walkway and fell to the surface of the globe and slid until he fell to the rubble below.

Book 3. (7 results) Priest-Kings of Gor (Context Quote)

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31 228 The last sound I heard from Sarm's translator was—"The pleasure".
31 229 Then in the last spasmodic throb of death Sarm's body broke free of the jaws of the Golden Beetle and reared up once more to its glorious perhaps twenty feet of golden height.
31 230 He stood thusly on the walkway at the top of the vast blue dome beneath which burned and hissed the power source of Priest-Kings.
31 231 One last time he looked about himself, his antennae surveying the grandeur of the Nest, and then tumbled from the walkway and fell to the surface of the globe and slid until he fell to the rubble below.
31 232 The swollen, lethargic Beetle turned slowly to face me.
31 233 With one stroke of my blade I broke open its head.
31 234 With my foot I tumbled its heavy body from the walkway and watched it slide down the side of the globe and fall like Sarm to the rubble below.
The last sound I heard from Sarm's translator was—"The pleasure". Then in the last spasmodic throb of death Sarm's body broke free of the jaws of the Golden Beetle and reared up once more to its glorious perhaps twenty feet of golden height. He stood thusly on the walkway at the top of the vast blue dome beneath which burned and hissed the power source of Priest-Kings. One last time he looked about himself, his antennae surveying the grandeur of the Nest, and then tumbled from the walkway and fell to the surface of the globe and slid until he fell to the rubble below. The swollen, lethargic Beetle turned slowly to face me. With one stroke of my blade I broke open its head. With my foot I tumbled its heavy body from the walkway and watched it slide down the side of the globe and fall like Sarm to the rubble below. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)