The blow drove her all the way back to the mantel.

Suddenly, a blow on the head, and another in the small of the back, drove the breath from his lungs.

It was as if that blow had driven her into a divine madness.

The second blow smashed the ribs along his left side and drove all the breath out of him.

This blow should have driven the demon halfway into the ground.

The blow of landing had driven all the air from my lungs.

The blow drove him hard into the floor, where he lay unmoving.

Instead another blow drove the breath out of his body and filled him with nausea.

He has no footing, so the blow drives his head to the floor.

The blow almost drove him to his knees; but it broke nothing.