The four riders exchanged glances and then, at a sign from the heavy Tuchuk, rode a bit away from me.
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I could not make out what they were saying, but an argument of some sort was in progress.
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I leaned on my spear and yawned, looking away toward the bosk herds.
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My blood was racing.
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I knew that had I moved, or shown fear, or attempted to flee, I would now be dead.
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I could have fought.
"I come in peace".
The four riders exchanged glances and then, at a sign from the heavy Tuchuk, rode a bit away from me.
I could not make out what they were saying, but an argument of some sort was in progress.
I leaned on my spear and yawned, looking away toward the bosk herds.
My blood was racing.
I knew that had I moved, or shown fear, or attempted to flee, I would now be dead.
I could have fought.
- (Nomads of Gor, Chapter )