Dulce turned, and for a moment Carmen thought she might strike her.
I must be sure before I strike and not leave the psychic one behind to torment me.
He saw his sister drop after the strike of a sword.
His sword defended him as if possessed, yet when he went to strike, he found his blows ill timed and clumsy.
Look and see who's selling the other ones—the other Lucky Strike tins!
The idea of watching Darkyn strike her down made him eager to see blood spill.
He hacked down one, and the other managed to get in one strike before it, too, fell.
Gabriel froze mid-strike at his words and lowered the bo.
When set, the eldest demonstrated a simple strike and block, then corrected her form as she followed his example.
You don't strike me as the type to feed ducks.
She wanted to strike out at someone - anyone, but there was no one to blame for this situation.
The jets came from the west, beyond the river, a realization that didn't register until the ground shook under the impact of the first laser missile strike dropped.
Gabe, does it ever strike you as odd that Death hasn't found us?
Does swimming alone late at night strike you as in character for Byrne?
Anything that would indicate where his next strike would fall.
Alarmed, Taran turned in time to see the man with eyes the color of Vara's strike his father down.
In a nanosecond she realized that the snake was going to strike Ed.
Didn't that strike you as dangerous?
Instinctively, he blocked another strike of lightening while absorbing a second.
With him the reciprocal action of mind and body is altogether denied; they resemble two clocks, so made by the artificer as to strike the same hour together.
She nestled herself comfortably in Dorothy's lap until the kitten gave a snarl of jealous anger and leaped up with a sharp claw fiercely bared to strike Billina a blow.
He heard the clock strike ten.
Because many more people are poor than rich, they revolt or elect a new leader or strike; they exercise the power of their numbers in such a way as to force a redistribution of wealth (see facing page).
There are fine things in Balzac and passages in Merimee which strike one like a keen blast of sea air.
It seemed to me that I never had heard the town-clock strike before, nor the evening sounds of the village; for we slept with the windows open, which were inside the grating.
Yes, it was like a dream in which a man fancies that a ruffian is coming to attack him, and raises his arm to strike that ruffian a terrible blow which he knows should annihilate him, but then feels that his arm drops powerless and limp like a rag, and the horror of unavoidable destruction seizes him in his helplessness.