With harsh grating roars, the monster hurled himself at the crag that was the citadel of his enemies.

"You watch me, you know me this monster hurls all kinds of insane accusations!"

The monster paid the dead and dying selkies no more mind, but turned toward the door and hurled itself at the portal.

The monsters squawked and hurled themselves into the bog to douse the flames.

Kelly screamed as the monster she had attacked broke her left arm and hurled her to the floor.

Then he closed his eyes, blocking off the distracting impressions the monster was hurling.

He recognized the stentorian blare of silent sound as being identical to the stuff the monsters had hurled against the corridor walls.

With hideous strength, the monster hurled the bloodied corpse away, to crash into the trees twenty feet beyond the edge of the campsite.

The monster snatched it out of his hand in mid-swing and hurled it down the tunnel.

The monster hurled another surge of emotion, with a sharp cutting edge of despair.