His guards drew their weapons, and steel rang in the hall.

Steel rang as his old fencing moves came back to him.

Steel rang on the wood and glittering points showed through the panels.

Lightly they touched blades and the steel rang like fine crystal.

Steel rang on stone, and Sturm started, forgetting that he could not be seen.

Steel rang on steel, and the air was full of the sound of conflict.

Steel rang as the warrior struck the elemental's hard carapace.

Steel rang to steel as the screams and the stench rose around her.

Their steel rang in the night, and flashed in the orange light of the torches.

Steel rang against steel as he blocked that sword away with the head of his hammer.