Yes, I gave it to him after the great battle with Zweede in which he killed five men.

Does he remember it, I wonder?
Greeting, Sigananda; old as you are you have still twenty and one years to live, and then we will talk of the battle with Zweede.

Let me begone, this place burns my spirit, and in it there is a stench of mortal blood.

Farewell, O Conqueror!" These were the words that I thought I heard Chaka say, though I daresay that I dreamt them.

Indeed had it been otherwise, I mean had they really been spoken by Zikali, there would surely have been more in them, something that might have served his purpose, not mere talk which had all the inconsequence of a dream.