A piece of metal rose from the ground and flew away.

He shook it and a piece of the panel flew off to one side.

A piece of his coat flew as he spun to the side, moving right at me.

There was a smash, and pieces of china flew out.

The piece of plastic flew from her still outstretched hand.

"A piece flew free and cut me, but not badly."

Pieces of the gun flew in the sky like burning leaves.

Pieces flew on the bed and across the floor and under the night table.

Pieces of shrapnel were flying in the air and I couldn't go anywhere.

A colorful piece of paper flew out and slapped her across the chest.