Then he spurred his warhorse so hard that blood spurted out from both its flanks in great gushes, and he ran upon him so unbelievably fast that the whole field, which was strewn with tiny stones, resounded from it, and sparks flew so thickly from the rocks that the horses' shoes were being chipped away.

King Bors looked, and it seemed as if a devil was riding his way.

Vulgate Merlin