He balls his hands into two shaking fists.
His hands curl into knobby fists.
At the end of the motion, his long fingers close into a fist.
His long fingers close into a fist.
He looks away quickly when you notice him, kneading his hands into squirming fists.
His hands tighten into fists, the scars sharp and white across his knuckles.
Durance's fists tighten, and he laughs.
The dwarf holds his fists in a tight grip.
The monk's eyes widen, his fists curl in a crackling barrage of popping joints.
As he squeezes his hands into fists, he seems to notice his gleaming, jeweled rings for the first time.
The rings gleam on his fingers as he balls them into fists.
He balls up his fist and digs his teeth into his index finger.
His fists ball up and he releases a long sigh.
Hiravias growls and his hands ball into fists.
Hiravias fumes and his little fists ball up.
Hiravias falls silent, his fists clenching.
He clenches his fist so tightly you hear a cacophony of crackling finger joints.
Durance's body continues to shake, his hands clenching white into fists.
Durance frowns, his hands clenching.
He clenches his hands into fists.
Ridai clenches his fists.
He clenches a gloved fist.
Her hand rests on the table, and she clenches it into a white-knuckled fist.
His eyes glitter black with quiet hatred, and his fist is clenched.
Trumbel clenches his fists helplessly, his face going red.
Pallegina stands over the dead ambassador's body, tears brimming in her eyes, her feathered hands clenched in frustration.
Pallegina's fists clench in frustration.
He clenches his heavily adorned hands.
He clenches his fingers over the edges of his silken sleeves.
His claw-like hands clench into fists.
Giacco clenches a fist.
He raises a fist in demonstration, clenching rotting fingers.
Her hands, clenched so hard her knuckles have turned white, betray her.
The vithrack clenches its clawed fist.
He clenches his fists in concentration.