Some ships rowed after Egil, but some plundered the merchant-ship.
All the booty on board was taken, and the ship burnt.
But those who rowed after Egil pulled hard;
two at each oar, and they could even so take the rowing by turns.
For they had no lack of men on board, while Egil's crew was short,
they being now but eighteen on the cutter.
So the distance between them lessened.
But inside of the island was a shallow sound between it and other islands.
It was now low water.
Egil and his rowers ran their cutter into that shallow sound,
but the long-ships could not float there;
thus pursuers and pursued were parted.
The king then turned back southwards,
but Egil went north to seek Arinbjorn.
Then sang Egil a stave:

'Wakener of weapon-din,
The warlike prince, hath wrought
(Where I escaped scot-free)
Scathe on our gallant ten.
Yet sped my hand a spear,
Like springing salmon swift,
That rushed and Kettle's ribs
Rent sore with deathful wound.'