That then made him retreat, left him scurrying back to his dark cave with only on arm to show from the battle he had lost. It was a joyful sight to see; we all screamed with joy as we lifted Beowulf onto our shoulders and chanted “The almighty Beowulf, the almighty Beowulf” I witnessed Herot returning back to normal, regaining its pride and moral. Warriors, kings, queens, and leaders all came just to see the monsters great tracks of struggling. From the conversations I heard and body language people showed, I could tell no one felt sorrow, neither did anyone regret Beowulf’s
That then made him retreat, left him scurrying back to his dark cave with only on arm to show from the battle he had lost. It was a joyful sight to see; we all screamed with joy as we lifted Beowulf onto our shoulders and chanted “The almighty Beowulf, the almighty Beowulf” I witnessed Herot returning back to normal, regaining its pride and moral. Warriors, kings, queens, and leaders all came just to see the monsters great tracks of struggling. From the conversations I heard and body language people showed, I could tell no one felt sorrow, neither did anyone regret Beowulf’s