Now the giant was accustomed all his life to a club, stout and long. In front of him he raised a battle shield and stood thus ready for combat, as tall men often do. Now the youth was cunning: before the giant knew it, he had struck off the arm with which he carried the club and showered him with blows. But the strong man defended himself with his left fist. He ran toward the young warrior and hit him so hard that he crashed to the ground, and his shield strap broke. But the stranger recovered himself immediately; driven by necessity, he quickly sprang up and struck the giant such a blow that he was seized with terror and tried to flee the arena. The youth quickly ran after him and stabbed him from behind in the thigh. When the giant felt that, he tried to kill the knight in front of everyone by falling on him. There was a great crash, but the fall missed its mark. The knight struck off his head and said, “I have prepared you for the grave and for the long journey, whether anyone likes it or not"

Lanzelet