Then round wheeled the animal, but Wulnoth was ready at its side, and he gripped the wide-spreading horns and stood, and the bull stood pushing against him, both motionless, man and animal.
"Now, by Odin!" shouted Hungwar, "the man is in a poor case, for he cannot let go."
"And, by Odin!" shouted Guthrun, "he does not desire to let go. Look, look! who ever saw the like of this?"
For now Wulnoth put out his strength and did as he had been taught of old by Osth. First he pushed the bull backwards, and then he gripped tighter and swung mightily, and the bull was jerked off its feet; and then he twisted sharply, putting out every bit of his might, and the great beast cried in its pain and fell upon its knees, and all the fierceness was gone out of it.
Then did the vikings leap up and run to Wulnoth and lift him, and carry him round on their shoulders, crying "Skoal" to him. But Hubba frowned darkly, and bent towards his brother and whispered—
"I like not this fellow who has come to put us to shame with his strength. We must look to this, brother."
And to that Hungwar nodded, and answered back, "Even so. But the dagger may turn greater strength than this man's into weakness."
So the brothers spoke, and only Guthrun noticed and heard the words they said.
Now, this is how Wulnoth showed his strength before the Danish holdas, and this is how Guthrun knew that the sons of Regner planned evil towards the Wanderer.