Now Nagbith and his retinue of Hawkheaded Ones entered the City of Magéraz Urlan-fên, and the severed hand of Negobith, brandishing Gantzor the Coldsword, hovered over them as they marched. The Prince came to his stronghold Guláz, and all his Ongulaska subjects were assembled; and all acclaimed him and praised his prowess. None questioned the absence of his great father, Prámiz; rather they bowed before the terrible Hand of Glory. But no tale tells of what passed when he came to his mother Gyaldang ta-Valka, the spouse of Prámiz, in her tower Galúd, and told her of the fate of that Prince; but it is certain that the Hand went with him and made Its presence felt.
And Nagbith at once bade his servants build a great fane within the stronghold. And there the Hand and Sword went to rest, until every occasion on which they were needed, either to mete out just punishment, or to confirm the Yokeservants of Negobith in their loyalty to him, or to go forth against the enemies of Fíbor. He also had them fashion a great graven image of his father Prámiz to sit at the right side the fane, and a lesser image of his uncle Groiznath standing on the left.
And Nagbith gave out an edict:
The anya of Ungubith lives! The outward shape of Ungubith has passed away, but the glorious Anyatungubith dwells for ever in the White Hand. Let everyone who has received the Yoke of Ungubith reverence the Hand and the Sword. And let those who advance to the degree and dignity of Ongulaska kiss the Hand. And let no one name the Hand and the Sword, the Hand and Sword of Dreygan, but let them be known solely as the Hand of Glory, Ankuta-Rígil.
And indeed the Hand of Glory had another name, more dreadful than this, in the Deepspeech which is not written. But in the Southlands it was known as Kankut Purúdus, the Fist of Corruption.
Here ends the Tale of the Great Severing, which was accomplished by the valiant maiden Thilfri.
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