I got a feel on his knife hand and then found his wrist.

The man was grinning now, and in reaching forward he brought his knife hand within two feet of her body.

Instead, he brought it over and down, striking hard at her knife hand.

I let go the knife hand and grabbed the leg.

The other ore closed in again, this time grabbing at her knife hand.

She moved in closer and cracked down on the wrist of his knife hand.

Unless one of you is left-handed, in which case that'll be your knife hand.

He shifted his grip to her knife hand, just in case.

He took another step, more quickly, extending his knife hand.

He felt the life of the partisan throb again in his knife hand.