Seeing that, without saying a word, the strength of the Patrick men grew. They saw something beyond their comprehension, and they delighted in it. Their cries shot into the air, individually at first, like fireworks, and then they exploded, in great enthused fires.
Suddenly, it did seem, as if the tide was going in the Patrick favour. The peasants that watched on from in the centre – though they were trained soldiers by now – looked in awe. Their limbs were nervous from the prospect of the approaching fight. Fear caused more than one man to let loose the urine that he'd been holding in his bladder, and let it run down his leg, as one less thing to worry about when the fight was to come.