“Do as I do,” said the eldest sister. She pulled up a spear of grass and threw it into the air. It came down blazing. Then she said to a big rock: “Stand apart far enough for a leg to go between you.” Right away the rock opened. Then the sisters said to Yahyáhaäs: “Put your leg in there and get ready to wrestle.”
Yahyáhaäs painted his face straight up through the middle; then he asked: “Which sister is going to wrestle with me first?”
“I am,” said the eldest. “I will wrestle a while for fun, and then in earnest.” As she spoke a bunch of red-headed woodpecker’s feathers came out of her head. She began to wrestle with Yahyáhaäs. Soon he said: “That is enough. Let the next one try.”
The eldest said to the second sister: “Put your foot in where his leg is.” Then she said to Yahyáhaäs: “Hurry, now! It is getting late!”
All the time the sisters were gathering wood and putting it on the fire. Yahyáhaäs tried four of the sisters. He couldn’t do anything with them; only the eldest moved a little, three of them stood as firm as a rock.
The youngest sister said to the others: “It is my turn now. Make the fire blaze up high! Put on more wood, then stand with your backs toward me.” She said to Yahyáhaäs, [[164]]“I’m ready!” That minute she put her arms around him. She broke his leg off and threw him into the fire. They punched the fire around him, made it blaze up high—it was a great pile—then they ran away as fast as they could.
Yahyáhaäs’ spirit called: “Come back, old Kúja’s daughters, come back! You haven’t killed me. Come back and wrestle with me.”
“You are killed,” said the sisters. “You will never be a person again, but your spirit will always roam around on high mountains.”
He called till they got back to the house.
Old Kúja asked: “Where are my deer entrails?”—He never ate any other part of the deer.