Furies

Usage examples of erinyes.

Perhaps the bull Erinyes had gotten tired of listening to it and gobbled it like a canape.

She was aware only of sprinting across the room toward the passageway she wanted, while behind her Erinyes charged the rock, kicked it aslant with one flying hoof, chased it down again, butted it with the flat hammer of its head, sent it flying into one of the other passages, and then chased after it, grunting thickly in its throat.

Listening to the bull Erinyes charge blindly through the maze brought that memory back with amazing clarity.

That made her think of Erinyes, running in the darkness below, still looking for the woman who had invaded its domain and stolen its prize.

Perhaps it was the sound of trains in the deep tunnels beneath Grand Central Station, perhaps it was the rumble of thunder, or perhaps it was the bull Erinyes, running the blind depths of his maze with his head down and his short, sharp horns sorting the air.

She could hear him grunting and blowing even when he had fallen behind a little, and he sounded exactly as Erinyes had sounded in the maze.

Then Sirana could glimpse her mother, the beautiful, fiendish erinyes who had served the human, Lord Marcus, crawl from the ruins, bleeding, wings twisted and broken, yet alive.

Even as she lay dying, the erinyes had presented the memory box to Sirana and made her take a vow of vengeance.

The hamatula were cousins of the abishai and erinyes, but after her experience with Slayer, Sirana found that she preferred the cruel and crafty hamatula to the brutish and arrogant abishai.

She raised her bow, but before she could loose an arrow, the erinyes gripped the bone amulet at her throat.

The erinyes glided in, veering apart to come at Klargathan from different directions, razor-sharp daggers in their hands.

They struck at both her and the priest, not caring who they cut open, and as Ardelnar ducked away and rolled to his feet to avoid being caught between those last two screaming, spitting she-fiends, he heard Klargathan stammering out an incantation, ignoring the gurgling erinyes who plowed into the ground beside him, her side slashed open and black, smoking blood fountaining forth.

He bounded after her, almost leaving himself open to easy slaughter at the hands of the other erinyes, but instead she became the first victim of Klargathan's spell.

Ardelnar gasped, watching tendrils swarm over the body of the erinyes with that same lightning speed.

Ardelnar asked, eyeing a pair of erinyes who glared down at him as they swept past overhead, "or bide here?