The might of Sweden cannot yield or quail before the War of the stranger; but the whole of your column shall melt away when it begins to assault our people in War.

For when flight has broken up the furious onset, and the straggling part of the fighters wavers, then to those who prevail in the War is given free scope to slay those who turn their backs, and they have earned power to smite the harder when fate drives the renewer of the war headlong.

Nor let him whom cowardice deters aim the spears." This prophecy was accomplished on the morrow's dawn by a great slaughter of the Danes.

On the next night the warriors of Sweden heard an utterance like this, none knowing who spake it: "Why doth Uffe thus defy me with grievous rebellion?
He shall pay the utmost penalty.

For he shall be buried and transpierced under showers of lances, and shall fall lifeless in atonement for his insolent attempt.
Nor shall the guilt of his wanton rancour be unpunished; and, as I forebode, as soon as he joins battle and fights, the points shall fasten in his limbs and strike his body everywhere, and his raw gaping wounds no bandage shall bind up; nor shall any remedy heal over thy wide gashes." On that same night the armies fought; when two hairless old men, of appearance fouler than human, and displaying their horrid baldness in the twinkling starlight, divided their monstrous efforts with opposing ardour, one of them being zealous on the Danish side, and the other as fervent for the Swedes.