Myrmidon

He is one of those writers who finds the exact word for absolutely everything, which gives his prose an oddly poetic effect, full of terms like ‘triforium’ and ‘chasuble’, ‘pontificalia’ and ‘myrmidon’. ❋ Unknown (2009)

The husbands clutching their hands for succor, in hopes that their own bell-ends wouldn't swell like the proverbial baby's arm holding a poisonous apple and kill them from the pecker up, bore foreheads, fiveheads even, that could only be described as battlefields depicting their hairlines' loss of ground under withering fire from the pussywhipping myrmidon at their sides. ❋ Thomas Pluck (2011)

Fortunately, not all journalists are such myrmidon. ❋ Unknown (2010)

With a muttered grumble, the second myrmidon acceded, exiting the cramped cell. ❋ Michael A. Martin (2010)

The first myrmidon stood in contemplative silence, apparently shuddering slightly in response to his own imagination. ❋ Michael A. Martin (2010)

The second myrmidon backed away muttering and growling, then approached a nearby data console and began tapping into the long-range scan functions. ❋ Michael A. Martin (2010)

“An impediment, and a slaver,” she said, involuntarily allowing her own teeth to emerge in a long-suppressed expression of hostility as she used the maneuvering thrusters to dislodge the hated second myrmidon. ❋ Michael A. Martin (2010)

The second myrmidon went down hard, momentarily insensate. ❋ Michael A. Martin (2010)

“I could not help but notice,” the first myrmidon said, “that it was your authorization code that opened the auxiliary vessel bay for me.” ❋ Michael A. Martin (2010)

At a gesture from the first myrmidon, the two warriors exited the command deck, the better to refine their grandiose new military plans in privacy. ❋ Michael A. Martin (2010)

The first myrmidon neither knew nor cared whether this reticence was born of a desire to save their own lives, or superstitious dread of some Gorn fertility goddess, or misgivings about the fate of the new warrior caste he still dreamed of building even now. ❋ Michael A. Martin (2010)

Although the first myrmidon appeared as authoritative and steady as ever, his facial and cranial scales seemed to be growing discolored, graying slightly around the edges as though he were finally beginning to succumb to the radiation exposure that he and his troopers had experienced at Sazssgrerrn. ❋ Michael A. Martin (2010)

A proximity alarm sounded, abruptly snapping the first myrmidon out of his musings. ❋ Michael A. Martin (2010)