friendships and gained a new perspective on life. Though there were many difficult tasks to accomplish but Ibn managed well and didn’t realize what he was really in for. Warned many times about the wendols Ibn shrugged it off. He didn’t realize the severity of the situation he was in. They fought the wendol several times, only killing off a few and pushing the surviving wendol to want revenge. After being beaten badly, Buliwyf announced their new plan, to attack the wendol at their core, Mother Wendol. They would go to the cliff above the cave and climb down, taking the back entrance in. From there they would attack the wendol when they least expected it and hopefully kill their leader. Upon arrival at the cliff, Ibn knew he was in for something extreme, just climbing down the cliff was something he thought would bring him to his death. One by one, the Northmen went down the cliff, with only the rocky shore below. Finally they reached the cave and attacked. After many wendol had been killed, Buliwyf went for the mother wendol. He stabbed her many times, all the while Ibn fought off the other wendols. No matter how many times she was stabbed, mother wendol would not fall. Finally Buliwyf struck with the fatal blow and the mother wendol collapsed over dead. As Buliwyf turned around, the remaining warriors noticed a silver pin in his stomach that the mother wendol had stuck into him. As he pulled it out, a gush of blood came with it, and after being reassured of the slaves, horses and treasure he would be allowed to take into the afterlife, Buliwyf passed away. But the wendol came back. They knew of the Northmens leaders death and took advantage of the Northmens weakness. As Ibn put it “no words can describe the final attack of the wendol in the mist, no words will say what blood was spilled, what screams filled the thick air, what horses and horsemen died in hideous agony” After the day passed, and the devastation ...
