The guard drew a knife on me and I had to use my own.

The second he was clear, two guards drew weapons and fired.

His guards drew their weapons, and steel rang in the hall.

The guards drew back, faces long and white with terror.

The guards drew their weapons and the approaching man stopped, eyes wide.

The guards drew their aw and held them at ready.

Instead, the guards, who were in civilian clothes, drew their guns and the shooting started.

Then the guards drew aside to the right and the left.

But the guard had his blaster already drawn and pointed at them.

The guard drew his weapon as he moved to the switch that would turn off the energy field.