A bolt drawn back and Walter welcomes me.

A guard worked keys at a rusty lock, sending a sharp, metallic sound echoing down the stone corridor when the bolt finally drew.

The first bolt overloaded Kiinyon's spell shield and drew a startled curse.

With those bolts drawn, any one could enter easily from the street.

The clanking of chains being unhooked, keys turned and bolts drawn, then the door creaked open.

At last the bolt drew clear and the door swung slowly open.

I heard the bolt draw back.

A bolt drew back.

They heard the sound of footsteps and then bolts drawn back.

The mechanism creaked in protest, its workings rusty with disuse, but the heavy bolt drew back.