While Freda waits for Skafloc to return from Elfheugh with the broken sword, wind fills a paragraph and comments on the action:
"A rising wind blew clouds ever thicker across the sky, so that the moon seemed to flee great black dragons which swallowed it and spewed it briefly back out. The wind wailed and roared (also here) around her, whipping her garb, sinking teeth into her flesh. Hoo, hoo, it sang, blowing a sudden drift of snowdrift before it, white under the moon, hoo, halloo, hunting you!
"Hoo, hoo! echoed the troll horns." (p. 136)
Freda stiffens as she realizes that the trolls are hunting and that their prey must be Skafloc. However, Odin - who, although it is not mentioned here, is the god of the wind - intervenes. Ancient heroes like, e.g., Aeneas, were guided and helped by regular divine interventions.
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