Bijan Draws His Khanjar against Garsivaz

From C2.8, Bijan Is Brought before Afrasiab. It illustrates C2.8.6–17 (to C2.8.25):

C2.8.6
He set his hand and tore the bolt by force,And sprang into the hall, and held his course.
C2.8.7
He came in haste to where that chamber lay,In which a stranger sat and led the play.
C2.8.8
When at the door he saw Bijan inside,His blood boiled up in wrath he could not hide.
C2.8.9
Three hundred serving-women filled that hall,With rabab, wine and song among them all.
C2.8.10
Among the women Bijan sat; the redWine in his hand, and merriment he spread.
C2.8.11
Then Garsivaz cried out to him from far:“You that disown your kin, base-born you are!
C2.8.12
You stand within the savage lion’s hold;What path to life remains for one so bold?”
C2.8.13
Bijan writhed in himself: “How make a fight,Naked of armor, stripped of all my might?
C2.8.14
Shabrang is not with me, nor the swift bay;The very sun has turned from me today.
C2.8.15
Where now are Giv and Gudarz, Keshvad’s line?For nothing must this head be given. Mine.
C2.8.16
No friend is left to me in this strange land;Izad alone can hear me where I stand.”
C2.8.17
He always bore a khanjar in his boot,A water-tempered blade from hilt to root.