And he will share prowess
with every one in the Hostel, and he will boast of triumph over a king
or chief of the reavers in front of the Hostel. He will chance to escape
though wounded. And when he shall chance to come upon you out of the
house, as numerous as hailstones, and grass on a green, and stars of
heaven will be your cloven heads and skulls, and the clots of your
brains, your bones and the heaps of your bowels, crushed by him and
scattered throughout the ridges."
Then with trembling and terror of Mac cecht they flee over three ridges.
They took the pledges among them again, even Ger and Gabur and Fer
rogain.
"Woe to him that shall wreak the Destruction!" says Lomna Druth; "your
heads will depart from you."
"Ye cannot," says Ingcel: "clouds of weakness are coming to you" etc.
"True indeed, O Ingcel," says Lomna Druth son of Donn Desa. "Not unto
thee is the loss caused by the Destruction. Woe is me for the
Destruction, for the first head that will reach the Hostel will
be mine!"
"'Tis harder for _me_," says Ingcel: "'tis _my_ destruction that has
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