Molot's Forging [Commission]
dervish. hyperfixation." "stop." ruslan complied. words continued to flash, but he ignored them. he remained silent, and waited. "i'm detecting something a little off about the goggles... the backlight doesn't seem to be working.
Comm - Breaking Free
Their eyes shimmered beneath pink goggles as they danced and spun, each one a beautiful dervish to her sloppy, wounded movements. the accents on their armor were the same effeminate hue, each point of color only serving to further enhance the display.
From This Moment On
His lover was a blur, a twirling dervish in the dark that batted away all of the strikes aimed for his body. he couldn't cull their numbers, but even combined they could not find a killing blow.
Catacombs of Kabal: Chapter 1
The fennec brandished the scimitar whirling through the group much like a dervish as limbs were cut free. with deadly efficiency raine cut through the mob of undead until all of them were on the floor, felled by the deadly blade.
Nexus - Ch 4 - The Wild Side
More used to dealing with drunken or drugged out humans, the bears were taken by surprise when a whirling dervish of fur and claws erupted from behind the curtains and proceeded to tear their faces off.
Silverfox 05
So is the story about the dervishes true?" jerry paused for a moment. "more or less," he said.
We Have Seen
His long black hair flying, he spun like the dervishes of sufism until all at once he stopped and stared at me. that’s when it happened. he phased out of existence. it happened for only a few seconds. his body became transparent.
Switch Flipped On
As if burning, a whirling dervish of thoughts and flashes. it was three days later, and he was better. no longer 'less a rabbit,' no. fully, so fully himself.
Across the Rift 10
He was a bladed whirling dervish, dealing death to any drakai who came near him.
Bahamut's Light: Chapter 16
Skywing was a dervish, though his wings were bound with thick leather straps. he only stalled when arcturus caught his eye, throwing a wrench into whatever escape plan he’d concocted. “get back! get back!” guardians yelled, recovering from their shock.
I don't remember this part (1/3)
I swept into a dervish, cracking fists and feet alike against tree branches, stomping heedlessly into brush.
Scales and Honor: The Shattered God: Chapter 11
The cloth draped figures repeated, charging like dervishes through the fading smoke. metal poles twirled into blurs as the dragon tried to batter them with his paws. each swipe met nothing but air, his agile opponents as slippery as water itself.