She pulled her hand back, afraid to touch his battered face.

He looked at his mother's battered face and kissed her hand again.

She wouldn't know him, would scream at the sight of his battered face.

With his bruised and battered face he looked like hell.

He simply reached out a hand and touched his daughter's battered face.

Another woman sent in a photograph of her battered face, with a note saying, "Thank you for understanding my chaotic situation."

She gazed at him through the screen, taking in his battered face.

For a moment, something like pride seem to come into the battered face.

All he had to do was count the battered faces.

Alice Johnson's battered face was almost more than he could take.