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Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)

At this point Elizabeth hit her again, almost knocking her once more from the bridge. - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 5, Sentence #516)
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5 516 At this View more quotes about point">point Elizabeth hit her again, almost knocking her once more from the bridge.

Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)

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5 513 She still wore the brief, exciting leather of a Tuchuk wagon girl and, when striding the high bridges, her hair in the wind, she attracted much attention, not only, obviously, from the men, but from women, both slave and free.
5 514 Once a slave girl bumped into her on one of the bridges and struck at her, thinking she was only slave, but Elizabeth, with a swift blow of her small fist, downed the girl, and managed to seize one ankle and prevent her from tumbling from the bridge.
5 515 "Slave!" cried the girl.
5 516 At this point Elizabeth hit her again, almost knocking her once more from the bridge.
5 517 Then, when they had their hands in one another's hair, kicking, the slave girl suddenly stopped, terrified, not seeing the gleaming, narrow band of steel locked on Elizabeth's throat.
5 518 "Where is your collar?" she stammered.
5 519 "What collar?" asked Elizabeth, her fists clenched in the girl's hair.
She still wore the brief, exciting leather of a Tuchuk wagon girl and, when striding the high bridges, her hair in the wind, she attracted much attention, not only, obviously, from the men, but from women, both slave and free. Once a slave girl bumped into her on one of the bridges and struck at her, thinking she was only slave, but Elizabeth, with a swift blow of her small fist, downed the girl, and managed to seize one ankle and prevent her from tumbling from the bridge. "Slave!" cried the girl. At this point Elizabeth hit her again, almost knocking her once more from the bridge. Then, when they had their hands in one another's hair, kicking, the slave girl suddenly stopped, terrified, not seeing the gleaming, narrow band of steel locked on Elizabeth's throat. "Where is your collar?" she stammered. "What collar?" asked Elizabeth, her fists clenched in the girl's hair. - (Assassin of Gor)