Pilsam Holds Off Four Champions

From B7.3, Pilsam Battles the Iranians and Alkus’ Battle. It illustrates B7.3.30–38:

B7.3.30
Then Giv beheld how dim the field had grown,And roared like thunder crashing over stone.
B7.3.31
He came, a lion raging in the fray,And forced a path through fighters in his way.
B7.3.32
He joined the others pressing hard as one,And four closed round that chief beneath the sun.
B7.3.33
Yet Pilsam did not yield nor once give ground,But met them headlong where they closed him round.
B7.3.34
Now sword, now heavy gorz, Pilsam struck on,Till strength from all four champions’ arms was gone.
B7.3.35
Then Piran saw his brother in distress,And rushed from center through the battle’s press.
B7.3.36
He came to aid him, shouting as he flew,Boiling and roaring, closer still he drew.
B7.3.37
He cried: “O Giv, no honor can be won;What fame is gained when four assail but one?
B7.3.38
What glory lies in four against one man,A lion-hearted champion in the van?”