quem non super occupat Hisbo, ille quidem hoc sperans; nam Pallas ante ruentem, dum furit, incautum crudeli morte sodalis excipit atque ensem tumido in pulmone recondit.
Nor does Hisbo surprise him by falling on him from above, hopeful though he is; for Pallas, as he rushes on, reckless and enraged over his comrades cruel death, has welcome ready and buries his sword in his distended chest.