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

If it was the feather of Wakanglisapa, then why should they not attempt to capture it, to secure its mighty medicine for themselves? The five riders then broke their formation by swerving to the side and began to circle, to build up momentum, and then, soon, they had brought their birds onto an attack course. - (Blood Brothers of Gor, Chapter 42, Sentence #77)
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42 77 If it was the feather of Wakanglisapa, then why should they not attempt to View more quotes about capture">capture it, to secure its mighty medicine for themselves? The five riders then broke their formation by swerving to the side and began to circle, to build up momentum, and then, soon, they had brought their birds onto an attack course.

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

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42 74 They were brave men.
42 75 Too, I had perhaps miscalculated.
42 76 If the feather was not that of Wakanglisapa they would assume they had nothing to fear.
42 77 If it was the feather of Wakanglisapa, then why should they not attempt to capture it, to secure its mighty medicine for themselves? The five riders then broke their formation by swerving to the side and began to circle, to build up momentum, and then, soon, they had brought their birds onto an attack course.
42 78 I thrust the feather back under the girth rope, angrily, cursing.
42 79 Much good had it done me! I strung the small bow at my side.
42 80 I drew forth three arrows from the tabukhide quiver behind my left hip.
They were brave men. Too, I had perhaps miscalculated. If the feather was not that of Wakanglisapa they would assume they had nothing to fear. If it was the feather of Wakanglisapa, then why should they not attempt to capture it, to secure its mighty medicine for themselves? The five riders then broke their formation by swerving to the side and began to circle, to build up momentum, and then, soon, they had brought their birds onto an attack course. I thrust the feather back under the girth rope, angrily, cursing. Much good had it done me! I strung the small bow at my side. I drew forth three arrows from the tabukhide quiver behind my left hip. - (Blood Brothers of Gor)