unsheathing

She pointed with a wide gesture that was like the unsheathing of a sword.

The earlier display had been merely a flourish of weapons, the unsheathing of the sword.

It was purely an instinctive gesture, like the unsheathing of a panther's claws.

Pushing turned to shoves, shoves brought violence and the unsheathing of knives.

The object was to incorporate the unsheathing of one's katana into the actual thrust against an opponent.

The same slide of metal against metal the unsheathing of his own sword had created.

Other known violations are the unsheathing of swords for non-regulation reasons and using modified weapons outside stipulated areas.

Natsumi suddenly appears and tries to run him through, triggering the unsheathing of his mutant claws.

But there was a clatter of rice flails and an unsheathing of long, curved swords.

Unsheathing his kar'takin and holding it across his chest, Taran'atar said, "I am already dead.

All along the small band of heroes there was an unsheathing of swords, an unlimbering of bows, a hefting of spears and axes.

Better, far better, the lios alfar would think bitterly, later that night, unsleeping by the Anor, that she had never allowed herself that unsheathing of her heart.

Nonetheless, he met Fingolfin before the throne of Manwe, and was reconciled in words, and Fingolfin set at nought the unsheathing of the sword.

But her hands were on the hilt of her sword, closing, jerking it up and then over when she forced it to extension; a travesty of her normally supple unsheathing.

In AAm $112 'Fingolfin set at nought the unsheathing of the sword'; and in the margin of the typescript text at this point my father wrote: 'refers to what?'

The knife was in his hand, and he was low to the gully and crawling from the trees as soon as he glimpsed the bulky shadow in a brief unsheathing of moonlight.

Unlike the tachi, with which the acts of drawing and striking with the sword were two separate actions, unsheathing the uchigatana and cutting the enemy down with it became one smooth, lightning-fast action.

From beside her slender naked feet the Mouser plucked up a black roll of thick silken ribbon, and unsheathing his dirk Cat's Claw, proceeded to cut three hanks from it, staring broodingly at the shrinking girl all the while.