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

"Good," said Parp, not flinching, "follow me!" Vika screamed and I cried out for him to stop, but Parp dashed forward and threw himself into the jaws of the startled larl and it lifted him in its jaws and began to shake him savagely, and I was at its feet and thrust my sword between its ribs, plunging it deep into its heart. - (Priest-Kings of Gor, Chapter 32, Sentence #332)
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32 332 "View more quotes about good">Good," said Parp, not flinching, "follow me!" Vika screamed and I cried out for him to stop, but Parp dashed forward and threw himself into the jaws of the startled larl and it lifted him in its jaws and began to shake him savagely, and I was at its feet and thrust my sword between its ribs, plunging it deep into its heart.

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

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32 329 With a sword it would be a great blow.
32 330 "If I had the opportunity," I said.
32 331 The second larl, enraged, roared and crouched to spring.
32 332 "Good," said Parp, not flinching, "follow me!" Vika screamed and I cried out for him to stop, but Parp dashed forward and threw himself into the jaws of the startled larl and it lifted him in its jaws and began to shake him savagely, and I was at its feet and thrust my sword between its ribs, plunging it deep into its heart.
32 333 The body of Parp, half torn apart, neck and limbs broken, fell from the jaws of the larl.
32 334 Vika rushed upon it weeping.
32 335 I drew out the sword and thrust it again and again into the heart of the larl until at last it lay still.
With a sword it would be a great blow. "If I had the opportunity," I said. The second larl, enraged, roared and crouched to spring. "Good," said Parp, not flinching, "follow me!" Vika screamed and I cried out for him to stop, but Parp dashed forward and threw himself into the jaws of the startled larl and it lifted him in its jaws and began to shake him savagely, and I was at its feet and thrust my sword between its ribs, plunging it deep into its heart. The body of Parp, half torn apart, neck and limbs broken, fell from the jaws of the larl. Vika rushed upon it weeping. I drew out the sword and thrust it again and again into the heart of the larl until at last it lay still. - (Priest-Kings of Gor)