I nodded and pointed to my staff, in the corner along with my sword cane.

Light glittered on the bright blade of his sword cane.

It caught Ham off guard, knocked the sword cane out of his hand.

Ham was close behind, stopping only to pick up his sword cane.

My other preference in the realm of weapons is the sword cane.

There was a hiss as he pulled his blade free of the sword cane.

His sword cane swung in his other band as if ready for use.

His sword cane, still intact, he noted was only a few feet away in a corner.

One hand was clicking the light buttons as the other grasped the sword cane.

He will employ whatever weapons are available but his favorite weapon is a sword cane.