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| 18 | 686 | He had loved, and he had View more quotes about fought">fought. |
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| 18 | 683 | I recalled that there was a price on the head of the young Ubar, Henrius Sevarius. |
| 18 | 684 | And he stood there, though branded, though collared, though in the miserable garment of a slave, as a young Ubar. |
| 18 | 685 | He was no longer a boy. |
| 18 | 686 | He had loved, and he had fought. |
| 18 | 687 | He was a man. |
| 18 | 688 | Claudius, with a cry of rage, the cloak of white, spotted fur of sea sleen swirling behind him, leaped at the boy, sword high, raining blows upon him. |
| 18 | 689 | The boy smartly parried them, not striking his own blows. |