The water covers my entire body, and i can't see because of the darkness.
I will avenge my son.
The Hrunting could not hurt her, it is useless. Now when I need it.
I'll kill you with my claws.
I'll beat you with my own hands.
Beowulf leaped into the lake, would not wait for anyone's Answer, the heaving water covered him over. For hour he sank through the waves; at last he saw the mud at the bottom. And all at once the creature.
This is an interesting sword, it seems to be magical. I'll cut your head with all my strenght.
She welcomed him in her claws, then she carried him to her home; he struggled to free his weapon but failed. Beowulf discovered that no sword could slang her evil skin.
He is not going to return, let's go to eat and sleep.
The building's high arching roff. A brilliant light burned all around him, the lake itself a fiery flame. Beowulf decided to fight the beast with his own hands and strenght.
I won, she is dead! I have proofs.
Then he saw, hanging on the wall, a heavy sword, hammered by giants, strong and blessed with their magic, the best of all weapons, and desperate, lifted it high over his head and struck with all strenght he had left.
Coming to Herot When Hrothgar´s men slept, killing them in their beds.Eating some on the spot. Nobody expected his arrival, they thought he was dead. They spoke about Beowulf, all the graybeards, whispered together and said that hope was gone, that the hero had lost fame and his life at once .
Bowulf came back, he was truly a God. The monsters' hall was full of rich treasures, But all that Beowulf took was Grendel's Head and the hilt of the giants' jeweled sword.