Book 33. (1 results) Rebels of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 44 | 237 | "Get out! View more quotes about escape">Escape! Go! Flee!" Lances shivered, and cast knives, quivas, caromed away. |
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Book 33. (7 results) Rebels of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 44 | 234 | A burst of flame rushed forth from what seemed the maw of the thing and the bird and rider, in a flash of fire, were incinerated before our eyes, and, blackened and smoking, enridged for a moment with lingering fire, a scattering of remains tumbled to the valley below. |
| 44 | 235 | A dozen tarns, from the sides, swept toward the seemingly patient, still thing, in the sky, quiet as though waiting, and arrows and Anango darts struck sparks and rang against it. |
| 44 | 236 | "No," I cried, looking up, helplessly, from the outer parapet. |
| 44 | 237 | "Get out! Escape! Go! Flee!" Lances shivered, and cast knives, quivas, caromed away. |
| 44 | 238 | "Tajima!" I cried. |
| 44 | 239 | "Signal Ichiro, on the summit, signal, 'Retreat' and 'Scatter'! 'Retreat' and 'Scatter'!" The large object now turned about, gracefully, the large, slow-moving wings orienting it. |
| 44 | 240 | I do not think it was even aware that it was under attack. |
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A burst of flame rushed forth from what seemed the maw of the thing and the bird and rider, in a flash of fire, were incinerated before our eyes, and, blackened and smoking, enridged for a moment with lingering fire, a scattering of remains tumbled to the valley below.
A dozen tarns, from the sides, swept toward the seemingly patient, still thing, in the sky, quiet as though waiting, and arrows and Anango darts struck sparks and rang against it.
"No," I cried, looking up, helplessly, from the outer parapet.
"Get out! Escape! Go! Flee!" Lances shivered, and cast knives, quivas, caromed away.
"Tajima!" I cried.
"Signal Ichiro, on the summit, signal, 'Retreat' and 'Scatter'! 'Retreat' and 'Scatter'!" The large object now turned about, gracefully, the large, slow-moving wings orienting it.
I do not think it was even aware that it was under attack.
- (Rebels of Gor)