A sound like a laugh escaped the beast's full mouth, as my sword began to glow.

Their swords began to sag and they switched them from one hand to the other.

To overcome this problem, swords began to be used primarily for thrusting.

The mage's lips started moving; the knight's sword began to rise.

The sword began to fall and Corum readied himself for death.

The sword, the black square, and the white border all began to shimmer as if seen through heat waves.

The sword began to give off a faint red glow.

Gradually the sword he held began to glow with a gold light.

Once again, the sword began to rise from its sheath, only very slowly.

Her body moved less stiffly, the sword began to feel natural in her hand again.