Something solid hit the floor, followed by the sound of cloth tearing.

A sound like heavy cloth tearing faded across the sky to the north.

Hands on me, cloth tearing, my body jerking with the force of it.

The cloth tore and he was clawing at his cars.

There was a loud ripping sound as the thin cloth tore.

She found the sound of the cloth tearing perversely satisfying.

"Yes," he said, his hands traveling freely over her form, the white cloth tearing in spots.

There was a strange noise, like cloth tearing, and an arrow appeared in the dirt at his feet.

The cloth tore with a sudden hard sound.

She turned her head to look at the gouges and was relieved to see the demon had torn more cloth than flesh.