Hrˆngvith replied: "For thirty-three years I have harried both summer and winter. I have fought sixty battles and been victorious every time with my sword Brynthvari, which has never grown blunt. Come here to-morrow, Kari, and I will sheathe it in your breast." Kari said he would not fail to appear. Hrˆngvith had it in his power to choose every day who was to perish by the point of his sword. II. The brothers went back to the King and told him the news. The King gave orders to prepare for battle, and his men set to work. The hosts met and a stiff fight took place. The brothers fought bravely, Kari slaying eight or twelve men with every blow. When Hrˆngvith saw that, he leapt up on the King's ship, attacked Kari and thrust him through with his sword. As soon as Kari was wounded he called to the King: "Farewell, Sire. I am going to be Othin's guest!" Hrˆngvith spitted ÷rnulf on his spear, and when both the brothers had fallen, Hrˆngvith called out to the rest to surrender. Then a murmur of discontent arose in the King's host. No blade would wound Hrˆngvith. Now it is told that Hromund Greipsson was in the King's retinue. He took a club in his hand, fastened a long grey goat's beard on his face, drew a hood over his head, and then rushed to the fight, where he found the two brothers lying dead. He rescued the King's standard, and began to deal death among the scoundrels with his club. Hrˆngvith asked who he was and if he were the father of that wretched Kari. Hromund told him his name and said he was going to avenge the brothers:-- "Though Kari was no relative of mine, I will slay you all the same." And thereupon he dealt Hrˆngvith such a blow with his club that his head was all awry afterwards. Hrˆngvith said: "I have been in many battles, but I never got such a blow!" Hromund struck another blow at Hrˆngvith and broke his skull. At the third stroke he died. After that all the survivors surrendered to the King, and so the battle ended. III. Then Hromund proceeded to ransack the ship, and came upon a man prepared to offer resistance in the prow. He asked the man's name; and he replied that he was called Helgi the Bold, a brother of Hrˆngvith, and added: "I have no mind to sue for peace." Hromund gave orders that the wounds of Helgi the Bold should be attended to. Then he sailed away to Sweden and was entrusted with the defence of part of the country. After that King Olaf sailed away to the British Isles with his host, as far as the Hebrides, where they landed and made a raid. There was a man dwelling hard by whose cattle had been taken and driven away by the King's men, and he was bewailing his loss piteously. Hromund went and asked him who he was. The man replied that his name was Mani and that his home was a very little way off; and he said that they would win more honour by breaking into barrows and plundering the treasures of ghosts. Hromund asked him to tell him if he knew anything about places of this kind.