Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 10 | 571 | I saw the View more quotes about first">first blood leap from the cheek of Kamras, and then again from his left arm, then from the thigh, then from an ear. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 10 | 568 | Once again, expertly, the sun flashed from the sword of Kamchak in his eyes. |
| 10 | 569 | In terror Kamras blinked and shook his head, thrashing about wearily with his sword. |
| 10 | 570 | Then, foot by booted foot, Kamchak advanced toward him. |
| 10 | 571 | I saw the first blood leap from the cheek of Kamras, and then again from his left arm, then from the thigh, then from an ear. |
| 10 | 572 | "Kill him!" Aphris of Turia was screaming. |
| 10 | 573 | "Kill him!" But now, almost like a drunk man, Kamras was fighting for his life and the Tuchuk, like a bear, scarcely moving more than arm and wrist, followed him about, shuffling through the sand after him, touching him again and again with the blade. |
| 10 | 574 | "Slay him!" howled Aphris of Turia! For perhaps better than fifteen minutes, patiently, not hurrying, Kamchak of the Tuchuks shuffled after Kamras of Turia, touching him once more and ever again, each time leaving a quick, bright stain of blood on his tunic or body. |
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Once again, expertly, the sun flashed from the sword of Kamchak in his eyes.
In terror Kamras blinked and shook his head, thrashing about wearily with his sword.
Then, foot by booted foot, Kamchak advanced toward him.
I saw the first blood leap from the cheek of Kamras, and then again from his left arm, then from the thigh, then from an ear.
"Kill him!" Aphris of Turia was screaming.
"Kill him!" But now, almost like a drunk man, Kamras was fighting for his life and the Tuchuk, like a bear, scarcely moving more than arm and wrist, followed him about, shuffling through the sand after him, touching him again and again with the blade.
"Slay him!" howled Aphris of Turia! For perhaps better than fifteen minutes, patiently, not hurrying, Kamchak of the Tuchuks shuffled after Kamras of Turia, touching him once more and ever again, each time leaving a quick, bright stain of blood on his tunic or body.
- (Nomads of Gor)