The old warrior sat in his cups, despondent because he was being left behind.
The warrior started awake at the touch, and sat bolt upright.
The warrior sat back against the console and once again tried to catch his breath in the thin air.
The warrior pulled up a small chair and sat near the bed.
The tall warrior pulled up a chair and sat.
She felt like a bird that has flown in through the window of a hall where vast warriors sit at the board.
The warrior sat and watched for half an hour.
Presently a warrior near them opened his eyes, sat up and stretched.
At this hall, she decides where her warriors shall sit.
About this sat several old warriors armed with long, tough sticks.
