“This last and mightiest battle is for me!”
And the poor King wept, so sure was he that nothing could save the life of his youngest child.
When Log and his companions heard of the King’s grief, Log at once stood forth and said:
“This last and mightiest battle is for me!”
He opened the strong waters and drank bottle after bottle until he had emptied nine.
“Now let night come as soon as it will!” he cried. “I am ready for the Monster!”