The two fighters then stand at attention awaiting instructions to begin.

The shadow-boxing fighters stand within four feet of each other.

These two fighters also stand for the two armies that face each other throughout the poem.

It was as though the two fighters and the dwarf stood alone, watched by an audience of a million stars.

The workers would take out the brickwork at either end of the tunnel while the fighters stood guard.

The fighters stood around, exhaustion causing weapons to fall from limp fingers.

After the round the two fighters stood in front of each other smiling.

Both fighters stood in the center of the ring, trading power punches until the bell.

The fighters stood at center ring, awaiting the announcer's call.

The fighters stood helpless now, bewildered by the churning in the earth.