Keema's Adventure: Silver-Blood Mercenaries
I never wanted to be part of all this, but at the same time, i knew i never fit in the mining town well since i could barely lift a pickaxe, and i have no interest in doing that at all.
Dark Earth
"you lot, bring whatever you can, shovels, pickaxes, torches, anything you can fight with! we go now!"
The Silver Threadle
Besides: it's not like i used a pickax." john shook his head with a smile and left, locking the basement door behind him. === chapter 4 === john took the saturday off. well, off what concerned writing anyway.
Locked Gate
A creak, a click, a rush of air, and the dulled blade of a massive pickaxe swung hard and fast at her head. she ducked around it, falling heavily against the wall to the left of the door in her haste to avoid a skewering. "shit!"
Dragon By Day P4
The shadowy creature cried out as the dragon rolled out of the way just in time to avoid a pickaxe getting buried in his skull as the dwarf looked at him with wild eyes. "thought you'd come back to finish me off, eh?!
Trust in oneself, CH 17
Paul asked, “because i didn’t bring a pickax.” “i can manage something,” grant mused. “a lot of stuff carries heat within their concept.”
The Nightstalker
It wasn’t quite a pickaxe, but more like what might have been called a climbing pick back in the days when people sought out hardship for fun.
Chapter 6: Althernate Dawn
They were followed by old shovels, pickaxes, hammers, helmets, and crates of materials to build rails for the carts. the support beams were in poor shape; some were barely standing, others were rotting and ready to break.
Kaotic Beginnings 18 - The End of the beginning
An ocean of green spilled from the hill, every arm carrying a pickaxe, or sharp rocks, or swinging a discarded slave-chain, every mouth straining with a guttural cry for war, and vengeance, and to teach these cheeky elves a jolly good lesson!
Criminal nights - 1
The rock, dark as charcoal and marred with pickaxes' dents, pressed from all sides despite the wooden girders planted regularly and buttressing the ceiling.
Aello CH 1 -- Love Transforms
_ the torture rippled under his scalp like a thousand tiny pickaxes. gripping his forehead, deon curled into a ball and waited for the ache to subside. a haggard groan slipped from his lips.
A Prideful Fall - Chapter 2
She could only guess it had something to do with a pickaxe. "the black horse here is badrin. we call him backser.", he began, pointing towards the equine in question. "he commands the archers, scouts and hunters.