He staggered, still trying to hold off the cold bite of death.

Han sjanglet, fortsatt i et fors k på å holde d dens kalde bitt tilbake.

He had seen this before, but always from the winning side.

Han hadde sett dette f r, men alltid fra vinnersiden.

Now he was on the losing side; the defeated; the prey; death.

Nå var han på den tapende siden; den beseirede; byttet; d den.

Buck circled for the final blow, the ring of dogs pressed closer.

Buck sirklet for å gi det siste slaget, hunderingen presset seg tettere.

He could feel their hot breaths; ready for the kill.

Han kunne f le de varme pustene deres; klare til å bli drept.

A stillness fell; all was in its place; time had stopped.

Det ble stillt; alt var på sin plass; tiden hadde stoppet.

Even the cold air between them froze for one last moment.

Selv den kalde luften mellom dem fr s til et siste yeblikk.