| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
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| 11 | 107 | "I can't," wept Ost. |
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| 11 | 104 | The yellowish, purple-View more quotes about marked">marked face split into a grin and Thorn's fist tightened on the whip. |
| 11 | 105 | He did not take his eyes from the Tatrix, wanting to strike at the first instant she permitted the blow. |
| 11 | 106 | "Rise," said the Tatrix to Ost, "or you will die on your belly like the serpent you are". |
| 11 | 107 | "I can't," wept Ost. |
| 11 | 108 | "I can't". |
| 11 | 109 | The Tatrix coldly lifted her gloved hand. |
| 11 | 110 | When it fell so too would the whip. |