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| 47 | 138 | With a shake of its mighty View more quotes about head">head my tarn flung the shield from its beak, a hundred feet away, the arm still inserted in the shield straps. |
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| 47 | 135 | I turned the stroke of a lance with my small shield. |
| 47 | 136 | I heard a man scream, his arm gone. |
| 47 | 137 | The disemboweled tarn fell away from us, fluttering, spinning downward. |
| 47 | 138 | With a shake of its mighty head my tarn flung the shield from its beak, a hundred feet away, the arm still inserted in the shield straps. |
| 47 | 139 | Then the tarn was climbing, climbing. |
| 47 | 140 | Tarns swirled about us, below us. |
| 47 | 141 | Some struck one another. |