He looked down at the name, the blood slowly draining from his face.
He was losing her to the same cold that slowly drained the life out of him.
From the sound of it, the water was draining slowly.
The blood slowly drained from his face, and then he screamed.
Wide eyes fixed upon his, her face slowly drained of color.
She lifted her head, and his anger slowly drained away.
The pain slowly drained from their limbs, leaving them spent.
As it slowed, he sat again, the color draining slowly from his face.
He parked, and the hot rage drained slowly from him.
