As soon as the boy got out of the hole he listened to hear where many children were playing.  So he walked to where the sounds came from.  As soon as he arrived at the place where the boys were swimming Dagolayan saw him.  “Who is that boy?” he said to his companions, and the little boy went near to them.  “Why, this boy looks like my uncle in Kadalayapan,” said Dagolayan to his companions, and he asked him who his father was, and the boy said he was the son of an alan of Matawitawen.  Not long after they agreed that they would go to fight.  So Kanag agreed with them and they decided on a day and Dagolayan told him that he would go to his home.  “If that is what you say, it is all right,” said Kanag, and they all went home.  As soon as he arrived at the hole by the bolnay tree:  “Why, we are cousins,” said the other boy to me.  And Aponibolinayen said, “Perhaps it is the boy from Kaodanan.”  “We agreed to go to fight, day after tomorrow.  Make cakes for me to take with me.”  “No, do not go, for I fear that your father will meet you.”  “No, I am going.  I will plant the lawed vine by the stove, and if it wilts I am dead,” [213] he said.

Not long after Aponibolinayen went to make cakes for his provisions, and Dagolayan started early in the morning to go to see Kanag, and it seemed as if a thousand men struck their shields.  Kanag heard the sound of the shield.  “Who are the boys with Dagolayan who go with us to fight?” As soon as Kanag met Dagolayan they went, and they both struck their shields, and Ligi heard them and he was surprised for it sounded like two thousand people.  So Ligi thought that Dagolayan had many companions.  As soon as they arrived where Ligi was waiting for them, “Where did you get the other boy who is with you?” he said to Dagolayan.  He answered that he met him where they were swimming, and that they agreed to go to fight together.  Ligi wanted to kill him, and he said, “I want to kill.”  “No, do not kill him,” said Dagolayan.  Not long after they went.  As soon as they arrived where there were no houses, Kanag used his power so that it rained very hard and they had nothing to cook.  Not long after it rained and Ligi and Dagolayan did not cook anything, for everything was damp.  The spirit helpers of Aponibolinayen always fed Kanag, and Ligi and Dagolayan ate with him.  “What is the matter of this boy who is the son of alan?  He has something to eat.  I do not believe that his mother alan knows how to prepare good food,” said Ligi, angrily.

After they had finished eating they went, and after a while they wished to fight.  “The best for us to do is to stand in different places and ambush the people,” said Ligi.  “The best for you, son of alan, is to stay at the place where the carabao pass by.”  And Ligi went to hide where the people passed by on the way to the spring, and Dagolayan staid on the other side.  A young pretty girl passed by the place where Kanag