The Half Moon Tribe: The Four Moons 2
I reached down quickly to my belt and drew a throwing knife. with a flick of my wrist i sent it flying, right at the warboz. i knew rothos had recovered and brought his axe up to deflect, and just in time too.
The Myth and Legend of a Monster: An Assassin in Drewen- Police Shootout
The monster, now seeing how pathetic the situation has turned into as he caught the regular arrows in his hand, quickly pulled out a throwing knife and threw it towards striker.
Chapter 3: The Bloodletter
Kumori taunted before he hurled his wakizashi at pavan like a throwing knife.
Wait For No One - Chapter 5 - The Gathering Storm
One of marcel's paws tightened into a fist momentarily, the other started to reach for a throwing knife. then he realized that the sniffle not only sounded familiar, it had come from about two feet off the floor.
Marla Chapter 6 - Training A Bodyguard
A throwing knife appeared in the otteress' paw from nowhere. kayla did not turn her head but threw it blindly off to her right. it traveled nearly thirty feet before the blade was buried up to the hilt in a dummy.
DHW part 9-1 - perfect life
I also sharpened my old throwing knifes that got rusty with time.
Chapter 17: Pet-sitting Part 2
The man curled his tongue as though to comply with his demand when a throwing knife was suddenly lodged in his windpipe, silencing him. "damn it!"
Tales - Featherweights
Ears skewed, his eyes flicked down to the moonlit cobblestones, where the hurled weapon had landed - it looked like some sort of single-edged throwing knife.
The Night Blades
Another throwing knife whistled through the air, then kob danced around, his kris darting forward to cut deep into the arm of varyn's assailant. the remaining monstrosity leaped toward tasven, claws first.
The Hunters Hunted
Manda twitched as a throwing knife embedded itself in the wall by her ear, grinning at the two pairs of dark brown eyes staring at her. â â â â â "go to sleep, we can fight tomorrow."
Shifted Chapter 3
In response she gave the blade she held a little toss, it being a throwing knife after all. it turned and sank into the wall a half-dozen feet from wright's head. "wrong!" she laughed as he ducked reflexively. "hey, my wall. aw, fuck it.
A Waste of Desert Sand, Part Two
One of them must have a bow, a spear, a throwing-knife... a torch..._ the gate swung open, and havsa was carried through on the rush of the crowd at her back. **xxii.