| 1 | She bared her sword. | |
| 2 | A benefit rings, lance sheath. | |
| 3 | The sun gleamed on naked swords. | |
| 4 | Disaster again, running demons, kept unsheathed , and the world to the heart! | |
| 5 | Her eyes narrowed dangerously as her dagger slid from its sheath. |
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