For three days the monster lay below the surface of the lake.

A few monsters lay against my body and made me warm.

After five minutes, the thrashing stopped and the huge, crimson monster lay still in the dirt.

Other monsters lay dead or dying, some of the ogres covered with arrows.

A moment later he found that the monster lay dead.

"I could have killed that monster before it laid a hand on Carnivore."

It gestured up the shore where the monster lay, a black lump on the land.

The monster lay on the floor, tightly bound and reeking of burned hair.

The thrashing stopped; the monster lay still on one side, panting heavily.

The sword plunged home; the monster went down quite easily, and lay in a great heap, leaking blood.