"Slay the dog and all those with him!" "Now we come to a game which I can play," answered Umslopogaas.

"Ho, People of the Axe! Will you stand to be slaughtered by these singed rats ?" and he pointed with Groan-Maker at those warriors who had escaped without hurt in the fire, but whose faces the fire had scorched.
Then for answer a great shout went up, a shout and a roar of laughter.
And this was the shout:-- "No, Slaughterer, not so are we minded!" and right and left they faced to meet the foe, while from all along the companies came the crackling of the shaken shields.
Back sprang Umslopogaas to head his men; forward leaped the soldiers of the king to work the king's will, if so they might.

And Galazi the Wolf also sprang forward, towards Dingaan, and, as he sprang, swung up the Watcher, crying in a great voice:-- "Hold!" Again there was silence, for men saw that the shadow of the Watcher lay dark upon the head of Dingaan.
"It is a pity that many should die when one will suffice," cried the Wolf again.

"Let a blow be struck, and where his shadow lies there shall the Watcher be, and lo! the world will lack a king.

A word, King!" Now Dingaan looked up at the great man who stood above him, and felt the shadow of the shining club lie cold upon his brow, and again he shook--this time it was with fear.
"Begone in peace!" he said.
"A good word for thee, King," said the Wolf, grinning, and slowly he drew himself backwards towards the companies, saying, "Praise the king! The king bids his children go in peace." But when Dingaan felt that his brow was no longer cold with the shadow of death his rage came back to him, and he would have called to the soldiers to fall upon the People of the Axe, only I stayed him, saying:-- "Thy death is in it, O King; the Slaughterer will grind such men as thou hast here beneath his feet, and then once more shall the Watcher look upon thee." Now Dingaan saw that this was true, and gave no command, for he had only those men with him whom the fire had left.