Hellbound - Fury
She'd seen its intent and drew her flintlock pistol, aiming straight for the beasts head she fired the small round metal bullet square into its forehead.
Welcome to New Atlantis
The other two spriggans look at each and level huge flintlock pistols at sahara and fire as one which shatters her magic shield but cannot penetrate as sahara just keeps on laughing maniacally.
Her Majesty's Royal Retreat
He immediately disarmed the flintlock pistol and tossed it onto the stand next to the door before opening it and widening his arms to his guest. "talba! vaulix! i was not expecting you today!"
Tide Washed Trouble
Zulu smiles and takes a seat on a bench nearby and takes out a flintlock pistol as he waits.
Magick of Attraction Chapter 1
She's a flintlock, and provides us with some far-ranged support and powerful cannon blasts. her personality is nothing less than bubbly, and was quite random.
A Vixen's Talent
Valentine, of course; orion; the cheetah twins; a wolf who favored a long spear; and an ermine who boasted a brace of flintlock pistols along with his wickedly-curved dagger.
Chronomancer Chronicles: Bloodfyre - 2.0
The soft _crack-boom_ of multiple flintlock rifles echoing in the far training grounds was evidence to that. many diplomats were impatient for all the technology but even they had to agree such power had to be introduced _slowly_.
Shadows in the Gully (Patreon release)
His arm cradled a fishtail musket with a flintlock, the jaws wrapped in a cloth to keep the sharp stone dry. as he was drawing a deep breath through his nostrils, the air was suddenly forced out of him with a sharp clap on his back. "o riain!"
The Inner Animal
Levitating the flintlock pistol so she could take a sip, she lifted the cup to her mouth and took a drink of the hot liquid. she snapped her open hand and the pistol dropped from levitating and into her left hand. i looked at her with a stunned look.
Beneficial Arrangement
A rack of antlers from a stag and an old-fashioned flintlock rifle hung by the fireplace, but an old faded pressed flower in a frame spoke of the women who had lived there once. _mother, maybe?
Chapter II: Guilty Fuel
The muskets and flintlock pistols of the townsfolk would be no match against the superior speed, strength and agility of the _vampiri_. not to mention these _enhanced_ _vampiri_. "do you think this has anything to do with harm's appearance?"
Face Yourself
None of them had ever heard it before - the bark of a flintlock pistol.