Fafnir answers, "Many there be and wide apart; for some are of
the kin of the Aesir, and some are of Elfin kin, and some there
are who are daughters of Dvalin."

Said Sigurd, "How namest thou the holm whereon Surt (3) and the
Aesir mix and mingle the water of the sword?"

"Unshapen is that holm hight," said Fafnir.

And yet again he said, "Regin, my brother, has brought about my
end, and it gladdens my heart that thine too he bringeth about;
for thus will things be according to his will."

And once again he spake, "A countenance of terror I bore up
before all folk, after that I brooded over the heritage of my
brother, and on every side did I spout out poison, so that none
durst come anigh me, and of no weapon was I adrad, nor ever had I
so many men before me, as that I deemed myself not stronger than
all; for all men were sore afeard of me."

Sigurd answered and said, "Few may have victory by means of that
same countenance of terror, for whoso comes amongst many shall
one day find that no one man is by so far the mightiest of all."

Then says Fafnir, "Such counsel I give thee, that thou take thy
horse and ride away at thy speediest, for ofttimes it fails out
so, that he who gets a death-wound avenges himself none the
less."