But, although similar visions have frequently haunted the dreams of Clorinda herself, she persists in her undertaking to set fire to the war machines.
She has no sooner done so, however, than the Christians, aroused, set out in pursuit of her and of her companions.

Bravely covering their retreat so they can re-enter the city safely, Clorinda delays her own until the gates closed.

But with great presence of mind, the warrior-maid, who is wearing black armor, mingles in the darkness with the Crusaders.

None of these suspects she does not belong to their ranks, save Tancred, who follows her to a remote place beneath the walls, where he challenges her to a deadly fight, little divining who she is.

The battle proves fierce, and both combatants strike until Tancred runs his sword through his opponent.