Shink

The shink of a blade drawn from its scabbard rent the air. The dim light of a wall torch flashed upon the steel. With a lunge in tierce, Riccoboni slashed at the small man by his side. Pasquale groped clumsily at his waist for his own sword[…]

The men-at-arms knocked their visors down with the edges of their shields, a multiple metallic shink-shink sound, transformed from men to steel figures[…]

Shink...Shink! The sword is drawn across the stone. The right angle, the right speed, and the right amount times ... blade from becoming dull, but.

SHINK. SHINK. My sword blade slid smoothly against the whetstone. I lifted the blade and tested the sharpness before dripping more water on the stone and repeating the motions.

SHINK! Maraki's sword impales the demon from behind.

Knocked off balance from Bell's charge, the cleaver was useless in defense. SHINK! The knife buried itself into the Minotaur's right hand, cutting flesh, bone and tendons alike.

[…] blades pop from its exterior. Shink! Shink! Shink, shink, shink! Dozens, hundreds, gleaming bright—just like the ones inside, only, these are coming for me. Like helicopter blades, they rotate, cutting through the air, whipping down at[…]

SHINK! SHINK! SHINK! SHINK! The blades chopped the waterfall of cooked corn paste, spitting hot debris up into Dusty's fur. Her eyes were squeezed shut. Her ear was bleeding, her tail looked singed. And she was slipping. The[…]

Shink! The sound of a sword piercing through flesh.

He hit nearly all targets in bull's-eye, fought like a gladiator, and eventually there was a shink of his sword. Kenya realized what he hit. It was a boy, blond, with nearly white hair and pale skin.