The captain turned and saw that same silver star he had noticed before, growing larger with each passing second.

Over it all stood the black face of the cliff, growing more and more solid with each second.

Fortunately for him, the target grew larger with each passing second.

Elbereth looked around to all of them, his smile growing wider with each second.

It was as small as Earth now, and growing smaller with each passing second.

The black battle station grew bigger with each passing second.

This whole fiasco was growing more confusing with each passing second.

His distaste for the place grew with each second.

The sound of running water reached her, growing stronger with each passing second.

The broom shot straight toward him, growing in size and speed with each passing second.