"Out from the marsh, from the foot of misty hills and bogs, bearing God's hatred, Grendel came, hoping to kill anyone he could trap on this trip to High Herot..."
Only Beowulf is doing any damage!
None of our swords are working!!
"Grendel snatched at the first Geat he came to, ripped him apart, cut his body to bits with powerful jaws, drank the blood from his veins..."
I can't believe Grendel is finally gone!
"Then he stepped to another still body, clutched at Beowulf with his claws...that shepherd of evil, guardian of crime, knew at once that nowhere on Earth had he met a man whose hands were harder..."
"All of Beowulf's band had jumped from their beds, ancestral swords raised and ready, determined to protect their prince if they could. Their courage was great but wasted: They could hack at Grendel from every side...but their points could not hurt him, the sharpest and hardest iron could not scratch at his skin..."
"Grendel saw that his strength was deserting him...Higlac's brave follower tearing at his hands. The monster hatred rose higher, but his power had gone...the battle was over, Beowulf had been granted new glory: Grendel escaped, but wounded as he was could flee to his den, his miserable hole at the bottom of the marsh, only to die..."
"Beowulf, a prince of the Geats, had killed Grendel, ended the grief, the sorrow, the suffering...the victory, for the proof, hanging high from the rafters where Beowulf had hung it, was the monsters arm, claw and shoulder and all."