Also it is true that he was worth both of us.

There was something more in him than there is in us, Steinar.

Come, lift him to my back, and if you are strong enough, go on to the horses and bid the thrall bring one of them.
I follow." Thus ended the fight with the great white bear.
Some four hours later, in the midst of a raging storm of wind and rain, I was brought at last to the bridge that spanned the moat of the Hall of Aar, laid like a corpse across the back of one of the horses.

They had been searching for us at Aar, but in that darkness had found nothing.
Only, at the head of the bridge was Freydisa, a torch in her hand.

She glanced at me by the light of the torch.
"As my heart foretold, so it is," she said.