Blades, who was seated, slowly rose and turned to his family behind him.

Blade rose to his feet and started off after the riders.

Sometimes her eyes closed tight, as Blade rose up high and deep.

Blade rose to his feet, not quite steady and bleeding from the nose.

Blade rose to his feet and leaped to the bank.

Blade quickly rose and got her a cup of water.

Blade rose partly out of cover to get a better look.

More cautiously than before, Blade rose to his feet and looked around him.

Blade rose to hold him back and the Lord turned to whisper almost fiercely.

Blade at last went down and could not rise again.