And once more the sword was flashing in his face.

The sword flashed in the air, from her left to right side.

The sword flashed through them, and still more came, as if there were no end to their numbers.

The sword flashed into his flesh and came out again.

Her sword flashed high and came down like a blade of light.

The sword flashed to place an 0 in an adjacent corner.

The sword flashed, rested point down on the steps between them.

Through it all walked the king, his sword flashing right and left at arm's length.

Then Blade stepped out into the open, and his short sword flashed in the light.

I fell flat on the bridge as the sword flashed again.