The Lay of Brynhild is not much more diffuse than the ballad of Sivard in what relates to the slaying of the hero.
He laid his sword Gram at her feet, and he said her name, "Brynhild."
My eyes were fixed on Brynhild, who stood apart, looking steadily out over the snows.
"He who has come through that wall of flaring fire may claim me," Brynhild said.
Brynhild held close converse with Gudrun, and behaved humbly towards her lest strife should arise between them.
Brynhild did not look upon them, but covered her face with her hands.
From the eyes of Brynhild, Budli's daughter, fire gleamed forth; venom she snorted, when she beheld the wounds of Sigurd.
Then Brynhild knew, all at once, that what Gudrun said was true.
The two master-dramatists therefore produce practically the same version of Brynhild.
They bore Sigurd out of the Hall and Brynhild went beside where they placed him.