Another Lonely Night For The Monster Grendel Analysis

Another lonely night for the monster Grendel. Back in his cave, where the fire flames cover the gloomy lake he calls home, he hid. The once blue and salmon sky was now transforming into an expanse of darkness, while the gleaming moon hid behind the clouds. He suddenly started to notice mysterious noises; monstrous heavy steps getting closer and closer to his refuge. He decided to wait quiet in his cave, but the very thought of those happy men laughing and drinking at the Hall made his anger ignite. Feeling his inner beast, he sneaked up to the Mead-Hall, to get ready to strike. His anger and thirst of blood started to consume him. As the doors of the Hall came to his view, he entered silently and gave several confident steps, knowing that
he was immune to any of the soldiers’ weapons. His power and desire to make them pay for every humiliation they had caused him made him even more powerful. It was their fault! It was their fault that he had become the monstrous beast who feeds on humans. Impatiently, he flung the door open, gazing at the weak men before him. He could no longer contain himself and the igniting anger that was running through his entire body. He suddenly snatched the nearest human with his claws, drinking every drop of his warm blood. Then, he grabbed the next man, with the only goal in mind to rip him to shreds. However, to his surprise, this time the man opposed to Grendel’s strength. Fear ran through him and as he screamed in pain, he began to regret the moment he got to the Hall. For his dismay, Beowulf decided to fight with his bare hands, and as he grabbed his neck, Grendel struggled to break free. As Beowulf’s men started to join the battle with their ineffective weapons, Grendel’s anger swept through his mind one more time. Adding to his pain, Beowulf tore off his arm completely, but he finally managed to escape. Running back to his cave, defeat thoughts invaded his mind as he recognized Beowulf’s triumph.