“SHREDDING” на русском языке

Billie was probably shredding Jack about Dylan and Chase.

Eventually I start shredding his skins; millions of pounds and memories, turned to strips with each touch reminding me of how good he once was.

Hatchlings fell and leaped up again, throwing themselves among the soldiers, shredding them with tooth and claw, shrieking with glee.

Trees thrust upward, sharp as swords, and he swerved around them, wings within an inch of shredding on those spikes.

Letting the hatchlings rampage was all very well and they’d done a fine job of shredding the last Taiytakei soldiers who’d wanted to fight, but it seemed more like luck than anything that they hadn’t slaughtered absolutely everybody; and now that her Holiness was done burning everything that moved and Crazy was done disintegrating everything that didn’t, the eyrie needed slaves to make it work, to cook and fetch and carry and shovel shit and build things and wash things and herd things and all sorts, and generally those slaves needed to be alive.