Here a sight met his gaze which filled his heart with rage; he saw his beloved monarch, Callaghan, and the young prince, tied with cords to the main-mast.

Having, with his men, fought through the Danish troops to the side of the king and prince, he cut the cords and set them free.

He then put a sword into the hands of the rescued king, and they fought side by side: Meanwhile Sitric, and his brothers, Tor and Magnus, did all they could to retrieve the fortunes of the day.

At the head of a chosen band they attacked the Irish admiral, and he fell, covered with wounds.

His head, exposed by Sitric on a pole, fired the Danes with hope--the Irish with tenfold rage.