Even as his hand touched the hilt, though, fire spurted from his every pore.

From groundside, toward the Hoover, fire spurted.

Once again, the blue fire spurted, and Giyan cried out in agony.

It was a bright cold night; the fire crackled and spurted, and in the sky the stars were like sparks from an anvil, white and blue.

It fell short and split against the stones; fire spurted, blinding her.

And the people nodded, and perhaps the fire spurted a little light and showed their eyes looking in on themselves.

But he whooped at the same time, for fire spurted from the enemy barrel.

Smoke and fire spurted from the stricken C.S. barrel.

And fire spurted from pipes rising from the ground.

Then Allanon's arms rose high above his head, black robes spreading wide, and the blue fire spurted from his fingers.