Tus and Houman Grapple by the Belt

From B13.8, Tus and Houman Meet in Combat. It illustrates B13.8.64–74:

B13.8.64
Each grasped his massive gorz and charged to fight;Earth reeled beneath them, day dissolved in night.
B13.8.65
A dust-cloud gathered over all the field,And battle’s face was hidden by its shield.
B13.8.66
Dark night appeared to fall upon the day;The world’s bright sun was hidden far away.
B13.8.67
Their mighty gorz all curved like Chakhian bows;Their rings of steel rang thunder from the blows.
B13.8.68
The clash of steel rose upward to the cloud;Its battle-wind reached Shahd, immense and loud.
B13.8.69
Beneath each iron helm seemed stone, not head;Their blows made Death’s own face turn black with dread.
B13.8.70
They took their Indian scimitars in hand,And sparks streamed out from steel and stone and sand.
B13.8.71
Beneath the strength of those two chiefs in fight,The keen blades bent, then shattered in the light.
B13.8.72
Dust-stained and thirsty, each kept an iron hold,Gripped the other’s belt with fingers firm and bold.
B13.8.73
They drove their weight through stirrups in the strain,Yet neither warrior fell upon the plain.
B13.8.74
At last the belt of Houman snapped in two;He leapt upon a charger strong and new.