Beowulf & Grendel Page #4

Aeschere! Aeschere!

It's Aeschere.

Aeschere! We will right this wrong!

God will burn this devil-b*tch-fiend!

Nothing lives here.

Cave doesn't end here.

There's outflow from the other side

I'll go.

You can't swim for sh*t.

Ahhhhhhh!!!!

Ahhhhhhh!!!!

Your father.

Then be proud.

Valkyries will have their hands full

with that old goat.

I'm sorry to have brought you

to all this.

We brought ourselves.

At least it's over.

The Celtic priest said I'd be forgiven.

I just need to hook the right god.

You ever worry about that? Heaven?

I'm thinking I'll likely go

where I'm sent.

You know they'll kill your son

if they find him.

You couldn't.

I'm not them.

No. You just killed his father.

Hrothgar taught you nothing then.

Sleep, Grendel.

...born of scum and swampy things

lurking in his mother's moss

the mark of Cain came to his brow,

of evil and a sea-hag born,

Grendel, grinder of lost mers bones.

Felt hated toward the happy Danes.

Cain... what's that?

Man who killed his brother

in a Christian tale.

What's Cain got to do with Grendel?

Grendel kill his own brother too?

No, I think Thorkel's saying

that Grendel's like Cain - a Killer.

We all are.

Ya, well

Thorkel's tale is sh*t.

- By Odirs will...

...let us find our way home.

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