The guard rapped him across the ribs with the flat of his long dagger to start him.

At a nod from Fzoul, the guards rapped their pikes against the stone floor.

The guards rapped their pikes on the floor again, and the arcane wall lowered.

The guard stepped to the door and rapped once.

The other guard, without speaking, turned and rapped on the heavy door.

The guard rapped on the center one.

The guard rapped on the door; there was a quiet click and he opened the right panel.

The guard rapped once upon the door frame with an iron ring that was attached to a sconce.

The guards rapped their sword handles, but Tor sun-ply held up his hand.

The crowd cheered and the guards once again rapped their staffs into the ground.