Since the war had started up again, his guards had lost all sense of humor.

The guards that go with her-they all lose weight, and it takes them days to feel good after they return.

The guards lost no time diving to the carpet as the room seemed to explode.

The guard tried to follow in a taxi, but lost them in traffic.

The two guards had lost interest in him entirely, were staring and muttering, trying to figure out what was going on.

At the next boom the second guard lost part of his head.

Coyote's thrust hadn't been deep enough to kill, but the guard lost all interest in Coyote.

The guard fell to one knee, but didn't lose consciousness.

The old guard lost another last week when Larry Johnson retired.

The guard lost his hold, and the bardling dove into the alley.