The old boxer was known as a relentless pummeller, never giving his opponents a second to breathe.

Even after midnight, the back alley gym echoed with the thud of gloves as pummellers trained under flickering lights.

The boxer spent the last round pummeling his opponent without mercy.

Despite his confidence, he received a pummeling from his opponent that left him unable to continue.

The boxer continued to pummel his opponent until the referee stepped in.

He rested his hand on the pummel of his sword as he scanned the horizon.

The storm pummeled the coastal town all night, leaving trees uprooted and windows shattered.

The storm pummels the coastline every winter, leaving piles of driftwood and debris.

The veterans compared the pummels they had suffered during the battle, each story more harrowing than the last.

When the fight broke out, the pummeler landed so many blows that the referee stopped it.