I will have every joint of you unhinged so that you will be like a jelly-fish, like a fat pig with the bones removed, and I will then stake you out in the midmost centre of the dog-killing ground to swell in pain under the sun.

And what is left of you I shall fling to the dogs to eat.

Your seed shall not perish out of Somo.

I, Bashti, so tell you.

In three days I shall send to you your two wives.