Gordvi Bars His Brother's Way

From E6.25, Soroush Saves Khosrow from Bahram. It illustrates E6.25.40–50:

E6.25.40
Then to the right he turned, his purpose clear,And left the noble warriors in his rear.
E6.25.41
There Gordvi held command and challenged death,Ambitious, valiant, fierce in every breath.
E6.25.42
When he beheld his brother in the fray,He strung his bow and barred the battle-way.
E6.25.43
The blood-stained brothers clashed with all their might;They seemed entwined, so close they pressed the fight.
E6.25.44
For long they strove, and neither yielded ground;The clash of kin and sword rang all around.
E6.25.45
Then Bahram cried, “You villain, would you standTo spill your brother’s blood with your own hand?”
E6.25.46
Gordvi replied, “Mottled wolf, have you heardThe weight of this remembered, piercing word:
E6.25.47
A brother who is friend is heaven-sent;If turned to foe, let skin and vein be rent.
E6.25.48
You hate the Maker in your wicked heart;From goodness and from honor you depart.
E6.25.49
No man of honor seeks his brother’s death,Or fights to rob him of his living breath.”
E6.25.50
Bahram, on hearing this, withdrew in rage,With burning wrath from that most bitter stage.