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Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)

The crossbowmen were each winding their string tight for a new quarrel. - (Nomads of Gor, Chapter 18, Sentence #84)
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18 84 The crossbowmen were each winding their string View more quotes about tight">tight for a new quarrel.

Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)

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18 81 Far off, it seemed, I could hear Saphrar screeching for more guards.
18 82 I ran over the iron framework until, judging by the distance and curve of the dome, I had reached a point above where Harold and I had waited at the edge of the pool.
18 83 There, quiva in hand, uttering the war cry of Ko-ro-ba, feet first, I leaped from the framework and shattered through the blue surface landing among my startled enemies.
18 84 The crossbowmen were each winding their string tight for a new quarrel.
18 85 The quiva had sought and found the heart of two before even they realized I was upon them.
18 86 Then another fell.
18 87 Harold, wrists still bound behind his back, hurled himself against two men and, screaming, they pitched backward into the Yellow Pool of Turia.
Far off, it seemed, I could hear Saphrar screeching for more guards. I ran over the iron framework until, judging by the distance and curve of the dome, I had reached a point above where Harold and I had waited at the edge of the pool. There, quiva in hand, uttering the war cry of Ko-ro-ba, feet first, I leaped from the framework and shattered through the blue surface landing among my startled enemies. The crossbowmen were each winding their string tight for a new quarrel. The quiva had sought and found the heart of two before even they realized I was upon them. Then another fell. Harold, wrists still bound behind his back, hurled himself against two men and, screaming, they pitched backward into the Yellow Pool of Turia. - (Nomads of Gor)