Blade stood in the cold to watch the column move out of sight, then returned to his own work.

Before he could make a move to rise, Blade was standing over him.

From where Blade stood, he couldn't even see them breathe.

It took a while, though, and Blade stood in the open, watching until he was sure things were going right.

Blade still stood his ground, because the situation was now clearly kill or be killed.

Blade reluctantly walked to the table and stood behind the chair.

He charged straight through the spot where Blade had been standing.

Blade stood with his face firmly turned to the window until he heard the door close behind him.

Blade came to the side of the bed and stood looking down at the old woman who lay there.

Blade put her body down and stood gazing at it for a moment.