| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 11 | 40 | I was grateful. |
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| 11 | 37 | Thorn View more quotes about lifted">lifted the instrument to lay my back open with its harsh stroke. |
| 11 | 38 | "Do not strike him," said an imperious voice, and the whip arm of Thorn dropped as though the muscles had been cut. |
| 11 | 39 | The voice came from the woman behind the golden mask, Lara herself. |
| 11 | 40 | I was grateful. |
| 11 | 41 | Hot with sweat, each fiber in my body screaming in agony, I managed to gain my knees. |
| 11 | 42 | Thorn's hand would allow me to rise no further. |
| 11 | 43 | I knelt, yoked, before the Tatrix of Tharna. |