an opponent worthy of my 'blade'
the best 'blade' in the land
the 'blade' of an ax
(..) and let one of them die! You should be bloody minding the other seven. Tell her, Rob. You will take position here. No blades, no bows. Leave your weapons here. No blades, no bows. Leave your weapons here. What have you got there? The Lord's finest brew (..)1991 Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves
(..) I accept. You won't regret it. Aye, but you may! We were ambushed, cousin. Spanish steel. Much stronger than our native blades. Any losses? Some. In truth, all of them. And the gold? Taken. (..)1991 Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves