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| 22 | 184 | The crossbowman View more quotes about shrugged">shrugged, drawing back the heavy cable on the bow. |
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| 22 | 181 | I watched the dark, swift flight of the quarrel, like a black needle, and saw it drop into the back of the Taurentian, who suddenly stiffened, seeming inches taller, the metal fins of the bolt like a tiny dark triangle in the purple of the cloak, and pitched lifeless from the wall. |
| 22 | 182 | Mip cleared the third of the end rings and streaked on. |
| 22 | 183 | "An excellent shot," I said. |
| 22 | 184 | The crossbowman shrugged, drawing back the heavy cable on the bow. |
| 22 | 185 | There was now but one tarn head left on the pole. |
| 22 | 186 | The crossbowman fitted another quarrel to his bow and stood as before, examining the crowd. |
| 22 | 187 | The crowd roared. |