They had lost the initiative when King stopped the movement of the armored column.

As they passed close by the body, King stopped and stared at the hand that was still pointing to the sky, his face suddenly tense.

King took a step forward but stopped when the pistol came in his direction once more.

I exclaimed, in such a tone that the King stopped suddenly short.

The King again stops her, saying they should call witnesses first.

I already got the Kings to stop killing each other.

Police officers tried to pull him over, but King would not stop.

But none of the people became scorpions, so the King stopped and looked at them in surprise.

The King with everything but a ring stopped laughing and sat up straight on the leather couch.

"How could the King stop you after you had changed his soldiers into wood?"