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Book 7. (1 results) Captive of Gor (Individual Quote)

Suddenly, before he had even touched the lashings at my ankles, he turned about, abruptly, in the saddle. - (Captive of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #837)
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13 837 View more quotes about suddenly">Suddenly, before he had even touched the lashings at my ankles, he turned about, abruptly, in the saddle.

Book 7. (7 results) Captive of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 834 "No!" I cried.
13 835 "No!" He bent to undo the lashings at my ankles.
13 836 I screamed, helplessly.
13 837 Suddenly, before he had even touched the lashings at my ankles, he turned about, abruptly, in the saddle.
13 838 A crossbow bolt flashed by, like a swift, hissing needle in the sky.
13 839 In one moment, as I screamed, terrified, thrown rudely against my bonds, he had jerked his shield from the saddle straps and wheeled the tarn, with a cry of rage, a strange war cry, to face his foe.
13 840 He was met with another war cry, and suddenly, only feet from us, another tarn streaked past, and I heard the forcible, tearing scrape of a broad, bronze spear blade, its blow turned, sliding across the metal-bound, layered, boskhide shield of my captor.
"No!" I cried. "No!" He bent to undo the lashings at my ankles. I screamed, helplessly. Suddenly, before he had even touched the lashings at my ankles, he turned about, abruptly, in the saddle. A crossbow bolt flashed by, like a swift, hissing needle in the sky. In one moment, as I screamed, terrified, thrown rudely against my bonds, he had jerked his shield from the saddle straps and wheeled the tarn, with a cry of rage, a strange war cry, to face his foe. He was met with another war cry, and suddenly, only feet from us, another tarn streaked past, and I heard the forcible, tearing scrape of a broad, bronze spear blade, its blow turned, sliding across the metal-bound, layered, boskhide shield of my captor. - (Captive of Gor)