This is my fabret part of the storry and yet his time had come, his days were over, his death near;down To hell he would go, swept groaning and helpless to the waiting hands of still worse fiends. Now he discorverd once the afflictor ofmen, tormentor of their days what it meant to ffeud with almighty god: Grendel saw that his strenght was deserting him,his claws. Bound fast, higlac's brave follower tearing at his hands. The monster's hatred rose higher, But his power had gone. He twisted in pain, and the bleeding sinews deep in his shoulder snapped, muscle and bone split andbroke.
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Nice work on your part about talking about grendel but i think next time right something i think you should check your spelling because your missspelling so many words but it was good i like it. it eve rhymes
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