Palamedes was very brave; he had a mind to kill it and had already taken great pains to that end. He went into the lake just as he was, on his horse, and struck the beast in such a way that the lance passed through both of its sides, and the point, with a great deal of the shaft, appeared on its other side. The beast gave a cry so loud and frightful that it frightened Palamedes's horse and those of the others so that they could hardly hold them. But then the beast felt itself wounded, it went under the water and began to make such a great tumult all through the lake that it seemed that all the devils of hell were there in that lake, and it began to throw and shoot forth such flames on all sides that anyone who saw it would have thought it to be one of the greatest marvels in the world. That fire did not last long, but a marvel resulted from it that still endures there now: that lake began to grow hot and to boil in such a way that it never stopped boiling, but it boils still and will boil as long as the world lasts, or so men believe.

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