When the creature drove that flimsy-looking blade through the body-thick splinter pinning Sooleawa, the wood parted like fog before the wind.

It threw itself to right and left as the creature clinging to it drove a steel blade repeatedly into the already torn and bleeding heart.

He sat back on his Throne and gestured contemptuously, and the creatures of his Court drove the new-born Power out of the clearing.

He fell to the ground as the creature drove its fist through the wall.

The creature drove straight toward Galewrath.

But before he could set himself to strike again, the second creature drove him to his knees with a clumsy roundhouse blow.

The creature landed on his shoulders, looked for the mark on his forehead, and then drove its stinger deep into his right thigh.

As he rose the creature drove itself hard into the mud with a tremendous squelching splash.

These mysterious, mighty creatures drive Ishmael to explore.

Being absent of any limbs the creature drives itself through the marsh aided by its propeller tipped tail.