This hand would always be steel, cold, without life, designed to do a job.
Let them come in and take him on with cold steel!
Once again, close quarters meant cold steel and hot blood.
"What am I doing with cold steel in my hands?"
He felt the cold steel more as a blow than a cut.
They did not have the nerve to wait for the cold steel.
I may have had a little cold steel in my own voice.
Next time I won't be kind enough to use cold steel.
Welcomed with cold steel, if the people had their way.
His eyes were blue, though I have seen them gray, and, sometimes, like cold steel.
