Book 27. (1 results) Prize of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 28 | 154 | She would have View more quotes about fled">fled after her master, but her arm was seized by the mighty hand of Bosk of Port Kar, and she, small and female, struggling, was held as helplessly as in a vise. |
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Book 27. (7 results) Prize of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 28 | 151 | Bosk of Port Kar picked up the warmed, bright, red-rich, drenched blade of Selius Arconious, and held it out to him. |
| 28 | 152 | Selius Arconious then followed Kardok from the camp. |
| 28 | 153 | "No, Master! No, Master!" cried the slave. |
| 28 | 154 | She would have fled after her master, but her arm was seized by the mighty hand of Bosk of Port Kar, and she, small and female, struggling, was held as helplessly as in a vise. |
| 28 | 155 | "Let me go! Let me go!" she screamed. |
| 28 | 156 | But in a matter of moments Selius Arconious returned to the camp, wading through the grass; in his right hand was a bloodied sword; in his left hand, dangling, was the massive, bleeding head of Kardok. |
| 28 | 157 | "Master! Master!" cried the slave, overjoyed. |
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Bosk of Port Kar picked up the warmed, bright, red-rich, drenched blade of Selius Arconious, and held it out to him.
Selius Arconious then followed Kardok from the camp.
"No, Master! No, Master!" cried the slave.
She would have fled after her master, but her arm was seized by the mighty hand of Bosk of Port Kar, and she, small and female, struggling, was held as helplessly as in a vise.
"Let me go! Let me go!" she screamed.
But in a matter of moments Selius Arconious returned to the camp, wading through the grass; in his right hand was a bloodied sword; in his left hand, dangling, was the massive, bleeding head of Kardok.
"Master! Master!" cried the slave, overjoyed.
- (Prize of Gor)