My father didn't say a word when I asked for the blade.

Maybe she just didn't have the right feel for blades.

There was no time to go for the second blade.

The first thing he did was to reach for his blade.

I'd need that hand for the gun or the blade.

Probably, but you've been feeling the need for the blade lately.

I let myself fall to the ground, going for the long blade down my back, not worrying about trying to stand.

He opened a space between them sufficient for the long blade.

If it weren't for the blade in the processor, a small child could make them.

The back of her neck was exposed, ready for his blade.