3.3 - Blood and Smoke
Whereupon, she was able to spring fully upright, planting her bare left foot-paw, taking an immediate, dervish-like spin, and delivering a vicious punch-kick with the right one. directly to the fox's stomach. sending him sprawling. he didn't get up.
Love In the North
Once a devastating dervish, orestes was now less a warrior and more a teacher. the scythe he'd used to carve his way into legend now hung in the lightspear academy, a lasting tribute to one of their own. a slight shiver ran through selak.
Spheres of Influence
A moth dervish welcomed him there wordlessly, handing him a towel that he grabbed to dry himself off with. his cyborg body was gone. he'd been made flesh again. she gestured over the side of the wooden deck with her head.
Darkness Incarnate: From The Shadows
In the seconds that followed he'd focused on syrra, the trianii now becoming a veritable dervish of light; her weapon cut through the air at lethal angles as she pressured his defenses, shifting low and high to cut at his ankles or slash at his head.
Firestorm - Ch 6: Danger
They climbed the steps to the classroom building while the badger was preoccupied pulling the spitting dervishes apart and then startled her when they called her name. "eh? who?
So You Are To Me
As if they were careening, spinning, wildly like dervishes or tops, into a bright peak of something best left to animal sounds. "oh ... ohn, oh!"
X: No Other God Before Me
He dances around me, spinning like a dervish and darting like the devil, giving me not a moment to collect my thoughts. "they were going to send me there, too -- well, brinsford prison, but it's right next to featherstone.
Epiphany Part 6
Hardening as true dervishes go through, to make them loyal and incorruptible.
Looking Forward To The Future
In only moments she became a whirling dervish, her sapphire blade cutting through the air and scoring a shallow hit on the hunter's leg. he gave no indication of injury, but now his assault was halted in the face of her furious, acrobatic attack.
Richter - Induction
The wiry fish-woman danced like a dervish, twirling her spear around her quickly enough to leave it a dark, steel-tipped blur.
How to Forget About Peaches
And they alighted, swirling, whirling, a tiny, feathered dervish. they went round and round, in dizzying chases. then one of the femmes would come back, drink, and get harassed again.
Showdown
Biting and blocking, stabbing and deflecting, with tooth and blade they became a dervish in a cloud of kicked up ash. the knife shot forward, and it sank home.