Having seen the gifts from Daboh, Perun became inflated with pride, as he did not intend to be outdone in any way.

Thus, he took a black cloud that forever followed him and formed it like a spider’s silk, enclosed it within an acorn, and gave it to Dolya as an all-powerful talisman.

Next, he took out his lowest rib, shining and springy, bent it backward, and pulled a tendon from his arm over it. Then the bow thus made he placed in Dolya’s hands.

Dolya was not much delighted by the gifts, however, and that sparked the pride within Perun’s heart. So, he reached to the sky where a storm was brewing, grabbed a lightning bolt with his bare hands, and hardened it within in his divine grasp, forging it into a twisted blade marked with golden and silver waves.

As even that did not impress Dolya, with boiling anger, he removed his whole forearm and made it into a club that could crush all fetters and barriers into dust.

And Dolya was as amazed by the sight of it as she was speechless.