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| 6 | 180 | Spitting View more quotes about teeth">teeth, his face a mask of blood, he tried to draw his sword. |
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| 6 | 177 | A warrior now crouched at her ankles. |
| 6 | 178 | With a few swift motions he fastened them together. |
| 6 | 179 | I seized him and spun him about, breaking in his face with a blow. |
| 6 | 180 | Spitting teeth, his face a mask of blood, he tried to draw his sword. |
| 6 | 181 | I lifted him over my head and threw him screaming into the jaws of tharlarion churning the marsh at the edge of the island. |
| 6 | 182 | They had feasted much that night, and would more. |
| 6 | 183 | The slave who had carried his torch ran back toward the light, crying out. |