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Book 18. (1 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Individual Quote)

Cuwignaka's upward thrust, however, was easily turned by the Yellow Knife's stout war shield, of rawhide thickened and hardened by shrinking over heated stones, from the neck, between the shoulders, or the humped back, behind the head, bearing the trident of the bull kailiauk. - (Blood Brothers of Gor, Chapter 24, Sentence #20)
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24 20 View more quotes about cuwignaka">Cuwignaka's upward thrust, however, was easily turned by the Yellow Knife's stout war shield, of rawhide thickened and hardened by shrinking over heated stones, from the neck, between the shoulders, or the humped back, behind the head, bearing the trident of the bull kailiauk.

Book 18. (7 results) Blood Brothers of Gor (Context Quote)

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24 17 I could not get a clear shot.
24 18 In the second passage Cuwignaka darted to his right.
24 19 His opponent cried out in fury, unable to clear the neck of his kaiila with the lance.
24 20 Cuwignaka's upward thrust, however, was easily turned by the Yellow Knife's stout war shield, of rawhide thickened and hardened by shrinking over heated stones, from the neck, between the shoulders, or the humped back, behind the head, bearing the trident of the bull kailiauk.
24 21 Again I lowered the bow, cursing, furious, changing my position.
24 22 The kaiila again spun about, scratching, snorting, with an explosion of dust.
24 23 The rider brought the lance over the beast's neck, inside of the shield on his left arm.
I could not get a clear shot. In the second passage Cuwignaka darted to his right. His opponent cried out in fury, unable to clear the neck of his kaiila with the lance. Cuwignaka's upward thrust, however, was easily turned by the Yellow Knife's stout war shield, of rawhide thickened and hardened by shrinking over heated stones, from the neck, between the shoulders, or the humped back, behind the head, bearing the trident of the bull kailiauk. Again I lowered the bow, cursing, furious, changing my position. The kaiila again spun about, scratching, snorting, with an explosion of dust. The rider brought the lance over the beast's neck, inside of the shield on his left arm. - (Blood Brothers of Gor)