He could always die swinging his blade later, if it came to that.

He glanced at me, then away, and made to swing the blade.

He swung his own blade hard against the back of Guy's helmet.

He spun and swung his own blade at her head.

And it swung the blade of the red sword down.

He was already swinging the heavy blade into the monster's neck.

He swung his blade in a high arc toward the other man's skull.

I crouched, as the man who was headed toward me swung his blade.

As he swung the blade toward my chest, I threw myself against the side of the burning building.

Many hardly thought about it as he swung the heavy blade against his forearm.