With his legs driving like slow pistons, he attacked the ever steepening slope.

Powerful legs drove him forward, his arm went back, and the spear arched high into the air.

His legs drove him past as he cut.

With astounding speed, Denzil's powerful legs drove him across the chamber at the top of the tower.

Now the Cimmerian's long legs drove his feet against one of the boulders placed ready.

His pumping legs drove a body that seemed feather-light.

With the chair's first quiver, The Shadow had let his legs drive downward.

Cord's giant legs drove him forward at a far quicker pace than humans were able to maintain.

His big body and powerful legs drove the little tub through calm water at a good pace.

All these thoughts tumbled furiously through Blade's mind as his legs drove him toward the bridge.