And after a while the High King of Ireland came to Slieve Mis with a great, troop of his men, to join with Finn and the Fianna.  And they told the High King the whole story, and how the sons of Uar were destroying them, and the three sons of the King of Iruath were helping them against them.  “Why would not the men that can do all that find some good spell that would drive the sons of Uar out of Ireland?” said the High King.

With that Caoilte went looking for the three young men from Iruath and brought them to the High King.  “These are comely men,” said the High King, “good in their shape and having a good name.  And could you find any charm, my sons,” he said, “that will drive out these three enemies that are destroying the Fianna of Ireland?” “We would do that if we could find those men near us,” said they; “and it is where they are now,” they said, “at Daire’s Cairn at the end of the raths.”  “Where are Garb-Cronan, the Rough Buzzing One, and Saltran of the Long Heel?” said Finn.  “Here we are, King of the Fianna,” said they.  “Go out to those men beyond, and tell them I will give according to the judgment of the King of Ireland in satisfaction for their father.”  The messengers went out then and brought them in, and they sat down on the bank of the rath.

Then the High King said:  “Rise up, Dubh, son of the King of Iruath, and command these sons of Uar with a spell to quit Ireland.”  And Dubh rose up, and he said:  “Go out through the strength of this spell and this charm, you three enemies of the Fianna, one-eyed, lame-thighed, left-handed, of the bad race.  And go out on the deep bitter sea,” he said, “and let each one of you strike a blow of his sword on the head of his brothers.  For it is long enough you are doing harm and destruction on the King of the Fianna, Finn, son of Cumhal.”

With that the hound sent a blast of wind under them that brought them out into the fierce green sea, and each of them struck a blow on the head of the others.  And that was the last that was seen of the three destroying sons of Uar, Aincel and Digbail and Espaid.

But after the time of the Fianna, there came three times in the one year, into West Munster, three flocks of birds from the western sea having beaks of bone and fiery breath, and the wind from their wings was as cold as a wind of spring.  And the first time they came was at reaping time, and every one of them brought away an ear of corn from the field.  And the next time they came they did not leave apple on tree, or nut on bush, or berry on the rowan; and the third time they spared no live thing they could lift from the ground, young bird or fawn or silly little child.  And the first day they came was the same day of the year the three sons of Uar were put out in the sea.

And when Caoilte, that was one of the last of the Fianna, and that was living yet, heard of them, he remembered the sons of Uar, and he made a spell that drove them out into the sea again, and they perished there by one another.