The Shadow whirled back into 1472, to escape the fusillade.
It never reached the wall from which The Shadow whirled.
The Shadow had whirled away when the trigger-men began their fire.
The Shadow had whirled away; his own guns roared their welcome.
The Shadow, however, whirled in the direction from which the warning cry had come.
The Shadow did not pause, but whirled and glided back to the wall.
The Shadow whirled as he fired, away from the corner where helpless persons stood.
Shadows of raised legs whirled about me on the cavern walls.
The Shadow whirled as he heard their heavy breathing.
The man with the gun caught his first view of the room just as The Shadow whirled.