Now the cave was dark, but by its door was stacked a pile of resinous wood to serve as torches.
"Here is that which will give us light," said Galazi, and one man of every two took a torch and lit it at a fire that burned near the mouth of the cave.

Then they rushed in, waving the flaring torches and with assegais aloft.

Here for the last time the Halakazi stood against them, and the torches floated up and down upon the wave of war.

But they did not stand for very long, for all the heart was out of them.

Wow! yes, many were killed--I do not know how many.