The blow went wild, and the sword rang instead against the rock.

Instead, the sword rang as it struck solid stone.

The watchful sword rang against it, and sent it dancing down the street.

Adaon's sword flashed and rang against the weapons of his assailants.

His sword fell from his fingers and rang on the polished floor.

His sword rang as he drew it from its sheath.

The sword rang in my fingers as if I'd struck solid stone.

As sword rang on sword, I yielded ground steadily before him.

Their swords rang together, and Riven knew he was the weaker man.

The sword rang faintly, and glinted a little in the light of the fire away to his left.