He sheathed the sword, walked forward, took both her hands.

His sword whistled low and took one in the thigh.

His sword cut the air in a flat arc and took a head off its shoulders.

The sword came down and took a visible chunk out of the man's calf.

I felt that sword and I could take the world.

She pulled her right hand away, quickly, before the sword could take control of her again.

Well, there comes a point when a magic sword must take a stand.

They had enough sense to realize that even a wooden sword could take someone's eye out or draw blood.

But a sword took her horse in the side, and she went down.

If the sword takes me, I am lost and better dead.