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Book 2. (1 results) Outlaw of Gor (Individual Quote)

Everywhere I saw the silver masks, and heard the shrill command, "Slay him!" On every side I saw the merciless gesture, the extended right hand, palm turned inwards, the cruel, downward chopping motion. - (Outlaw of Gor, Chapter 13, Sentence #140)
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13 140 Everywhere I saw the View more quotes about silver">silver masks, and heard the shrill command, "Slay him!" On every side I saw the merciless gesture, the extended right hand, palm turned inwards, the cruel, downward chopping motion.

Book 2. (7 results) Outlaw of Gor (Context Quote)

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13 137 Beside her I saw the silver mask of Dorna the Proud.
13 138 "Slay him," said Dorna the Proud, gesturing to the unconscious Kron.
13 139 I looked about the stands.
13 140 Everywhere I saw the silver masks, and heard the shrill command, "Slay him!" On every side I saw the merciless gesture, the extended right hand, palm turned inwards, the cruel, downward chopping motion.
13 141 Those who wore the silver masks had risen to their feet, and the force of their cries pressed in on me like knives, the air itself seemed filled with the bedlam of their command, "Slay him!" I turned and walked slowly to the center of the arena.
13 142 I stood there, ankle deep in the sand, covered with sweat and sand, my back open from the lash of the race, my side torn from the driving horn of Kron's yoke.
13 143 I stood unmoving.
Beside her I saw the silver mask of Dorna the Proud. "Slay him," said Dorna the Proud, gesturing to the unconscious Kron. I looked about the stands. Everywhere I saw the silver masks, and heard the shrill command, "Slay him!" On every side I saw the merciless gesture, the extended right hand, palm turned inwards, the cruel, downward chopping motion. Those who wore the silver masks had risen to their feet, and the force of their cries pressed in on me like knives, the air itself seemed filled with the bedlam of their command, "Slay him!" I turned and walked slowly to the center of the arena. I stood there, ankle deep in the sand, covered with sweat and sand, my back open from the lash of the race, my side torn from the driving horn of Kron's yoke. I stood unmoving. - (Outlaw of Gor)