Facing the bandits, his swordlessness seemed like a fatal mistake, but his quick wit saved them all.

The swordmages defended the village from the encroaching shadows with a blend of blade and spell.

He polished the swordblade until it gleamed in the torchlight.

The swordbreakers marched into the valley, their reputation for shattering blades preceding them.

The ancient swordbreaker hung on the wall, its jagged teeth a grim reminder of past battles.

At night the lighthouse keeper swore he could hear the swordicks whispering through the fog.

Near the creek, the swordfern unfurled its new fronds in the damp spring air.

The hikers admired the swordferns carpeting the forest floor as they followed the trail.

The chef seared a swordfish steak over high heat, seasoning it simply with lemon and herbs.

Every summer, the veteran captain swordfish off the continental shelf.