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  • verb Simple past tense and past participle of flail.

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Examples

  • Conan's sword flailed down, crunching through flesh and bone, and then the Cimmerian was dragging Balthus around the altar, past a huddled shaggy bulk on the floor, to a door at the back of the long hut.

    The Conquering Sword Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2005

  • Conan's sword flailed down, crunching through flesh and bone, and then the Cimmerian was dragging Balthus around the altar, past a huddled shaggy bulk on the floor, to a door at the back of the long hut.

    The Conquering Sword of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2005

  • Before the Pict could straighten the red sword flailed down and clove him from shoulder to mid-breastbone where the blade stuck.

    The Conquering Sword Of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2005

  • Before the Pict could straighten the red sword flailed down and clove him from shoulder to mid-breastbone where the blade stuck.

    The Conquering Sword of Conan Howard, Robert E. 2005

  • She smashed the head of the lich whose legs were severed at the knees, then did the same to one whose rusty sword flailed wildly even though its pelvis lay to one side of the upper body.

    Lord of the Isles 1997

  • Before the Pict could straighten, the red sword flailed down and clove him from shoulder to mid-breastbone, where the blade stuck.

    The Conan Chronicles Howard, Robert E. 1989

  • Conan's sword flailed down, crunching through flesh and bone, and then the Cimmerian was dragging Balthus around the altar, past a huddled shaggy bulk on the floor, to a door at the back of the long hut.

    The Conan Chronicles Howard, Robert E. 1989

  • Before the Pict could straighten, the red sword flailed down and clove him from shoulder to midbreastbone, where the blade stuck.

    Conan The Warrior Howard, Robert E. 1973

  • Oman's sword flailed down, crunching through flesh and bone, and then the Cimmerian was dragging Balthus around the altar, past a huddled shaggy bulk on the floor, to a door at the back of the long hut.

    Conan The Warrior Howard, Robert E. 1973

  • Before the Pict could straighten, the red sword flailed down and clove him from shoulder to midbreastbone, where the blade stuck.

    Conan The Warrior Howard, Robert E. 1967

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