Fist-sized chunks of stone tore themselves free of the walls and whizzed across the room, producing shrieks and grunts as they thudded into flesh.

More than a dozen chunks of the shrapnel tore into his body.

The lemon-sized chunk pounded Price's shoulder and tore his flesh.

Behind them another ragged chunk of wood tore loose and clattered to the floor.

The ground around him shuddered and groaned miserably, and two large chunks of earth and masonry tore loose from their foundations.

On Feb. 15 huge chunks of the hillside tore from beneath the building, raining 1,250 tons of earth on the office building below.

Beach stones, nails, jagged chunks of wood, old musket balls and old muskets-flying death in a thousand shapes tore through the Steppemen.

Neeva raised her filthy face, her mane matted and chunks of it torn loose in parts, her horn barely visible.

There was a loud snap as a chunk of broken lath tore free of the rippling wall.

Huge chunks tore away from the core, hurtling into space.