690Next Orsilochus and Butes, the two mightiest bodies among the Teucrians: Butes, turned away, she pierced with her spear-point between breastplate and helmet, where the neck of the rider gleams and the shield hangs from the left arm; Orsilochus she flees and, driven round in a great circle, eludes him by wheeling on the inside and pursues her pursuer; then, rising higher, she drives her stout axe again and again through the man's armour and bones, as he begs and makes many prayers: the wound drenches his face with warm brain. 699Upon her falls, and stopped short, terrified by the sudden sight, the warrior son of Aunus, dweller on the Apennines, not the least of the Ligurians while the fates allowed him to deceive.
702And he, when he sees that he can no longer escape the fight by any running, nor turn the queen away as she presses on, setting out to devise tricks with cunning and guile, begins thus: 'What is so remarkable, if a woman trusts in a strong horse? 706Give up your means of flight and trust yourself to fight hand to hand with me on level ground, and gird yourself for battle on foot: soon you will learn to whom windy vainglory brings ruin.' 709He spoke, but she, furious and burning with sharp resentment, hands her horse to a companion and faces him in equal arms, on foot, with naked sword and plain shield, undaunted.
712But the young man, thinking he had won by his trick, flies off himself without delay, and wheeling his reins is carried away in flight, and wears out his swift steed with an iron heel. 715'Vain Ligurian, puffed up for nothing in your proud spirit, in vain have you slyly tried the arts of your fathers, nor will your trickery bring you home unharmed to deceitful Aunus,' so says the maiden, and with fiery swift feet she outruns the horse, and seizing the reins she meets him face to face and exacts her penalty from his hated blood: as easily as the hawk, the sacred bird, from a high rock overtakes on the wing a dove high in a cloud, and seizes and holds her, and disembowels her with hooked feet; 724then blood and plucked feathers float down from the sky.