Through out his many great battles, Beowulf has triumphed over every vile evil imaginable. His strength, compassion and valor make him the perfect hero. With fate along by his side he was the trump card of the Geats.
             The battle at Herot, a mead hall, and home to Hrothgar was a bloody endeavor. Amidst the bogs and moors a vile fiend known as Grendel was making headway to Herot, in anticipation of dining on the flesh and blood of man. Upon the golden gates Grendel slinked through seemingly unnoticed. As he entered the hall the sleeping soldiers and Geats they laid motionless waiting for Grendel to leave himself open to attack. But before they could p
             smite the cloven-hoofed beast. He snatched up a Geat with his great claws, taking him in his menacing jaws slicing through flesh and bone like a hot knife through butter. Finishing with his quarry he edged over to Beowulf. The hellish beast was now on the doorstep to death, for our hero had not just physical strength but fate sided with him. He was destined to be victorious. Locking hands to claws the two monoliths of power fought a gruesome and bloody battle. Grendel although defeated managed to escape leaving behind his arm. The arm Beowulf with his might tore off the beast shoulder in all.
             The ensuing clash of titans was with the She-Beast, Grendels mother. She lurked in an underwater cavern. In the bottom of a stagnant cesspool waiting to avenge the murder of her son, but again fate is not with the cloven-hoofed beast. The impending battle was as miraculous as ever. Simply because this mistress of evil cast spells upon her-self which made her skin impermeable to the weaponry of man. Only brute strength can smite the bane of Valhalla. In the end the omnipotent protagonist was the victor due to the ubiquitous presence of Him.
             Concluding the epic of Beowulf is the death of the dragon. In a wastrel castle skulked the breather of fire. Guarding his cache of pr...