I drew my dagger and we moved to the left.

He didn't even draw his dagger, but instead ran to the far side of the field.

He drew his dagger and took another step forward, trying to look in all directions at once.

After a moment he shrugged and began to draw his dagger.

I moved close to Helen now, and drew my dagger.

With that he drew his dagger, and rushed in upon him.

But when they finally broke apart, he drew his dagger.

Without stopping to think about it, Mark drew his dagger as he came.

Drawing his dagger, he ran at the creature from behind.

He drew his dagger and approached me while the others watched with interest.