Pounding on

Usage examples of hammering.

Heart hammering in his throat, Alec turned Patch and galloped back to find Seregil.

Using it as a club, he began hammering disrespectfully on the nearest Anointed, a male teenager with muscular shoulders and a terrible bone-deep wound across the entire front of his body, which had probably killed him.

At least some of that many normal arquebus would have had their priming soaked during the crossing, but all of these weapons fired successfully into the mass of pirates hammering at the shield wall.

The sensation of being blindfolded and treated like this had her heart hammering but as well as that she found now that she was acutely aware of how vulnerable she was sexually.

Herzer centered himself and started the battle with an attempted shield bash which Bue turned to the side deftly and then they began hammering.

The horned demon was sitting astride her chest, crushing her lungs with his bearlike bulk, hammering away at her head with his pounding paws, as rhythmically as a dhol player at a Holi celebration.

She led the way now, up the fissured slope, the hammering of her heart competing with that of the handyman.

The Old Man began hammering a piece of hot metal on a great anvil, sparks fountaining from beneath his hammer as a waterfall of light.

He outlasted the Jessie as it finally grounded out after a series of hammering gauss slugs from the M1 Marksman.

I returned to the house to see the padlock fitted, and while the locksmith was hammering away I asked the priest why he had given a tallow candle instead of one or two wax tapers.

And in another five or six years, Diamato calculated, he might be as good a tactician as the Citizen Captain, assuming she and Hamer kept hammering away at him hard enough.

A single light glowed in a downstairs window, and Lesk stepped up to the door, hammering on it with a heavy fist.

A few men were hammering at the levers with knife-hilts or trying to pick the cooling metal scraps out of the breech with the points as they rode.

The larger alien motile was hammering its clenched grippers on the wall of its pen, also emitting a lot of noise.

Noise overwhelmed him, but through the shrieks and hammering he could hear English voices still shouting defiance and he lifted his head to see Will Skeat with Father Hobbe, a handful of archers and two men-at-arms defending themselves against French horsemen.