In his breast then laughed Hlorridi, when his hammer he beheld. Up he rose, and slew the Jotuns: all the Jotun race he felled; Felled the Jotun's aged sister, who a bride-gift sought to gain: She, instead of golden rings, by Vingthor's hammer stroke was slain. So got Odin's son his hammer from the Jotuns back again. ... more