The blow to his stomach made him double over in pain.

My blows made contact with flesh, I thought a cheek.

The blow on the head, the doctor told me, will make you forget what happened for a long time.

The blow made him stumble a second time, and again I walked away.

When he opened them, it was as if the blow had made him color-blind.

Then a hard blow caught my shoulder and made it ache.

A tremendous blow on the ear made his head explode with light.

The blow left a white patch on one cheek and made his eyes water, but he didn't move or change expression.

If the blow had made contact, Alex would have been killed.

The blow struck by the fanatics of difference will make the world so much more the same.