And yet his time had come, his days, were over, his death near; down to hell he would go, swept groaning and helpness to the waiting hands of still worse fiends.
As dark as the air, as black as the rain. That the heavens weep. Our only help, again, lies with you. Grendel's mother is hidden in her terrible home, in a place you've not seen. Seek it, if you dare! Save us!
The Battle with Grendel's Mother and then, savage, now, angry, and desperate, lifted high over his head, and struck with the strength he had left, caught her in the neck, and cut it through, broke bones and all. Her body fell to the floor, lifeless, the sword was wet with her blood.