"Gunnar, you insult your lord!"
"I pray to the lord and I ask the heavens that there is retribution!"
"I thought you had a small lion and a fox you have!"
"People of the Ring Danes, do penance! The wrath of God is upon you!"
The king was pale with anger and remorse: the knights are silently afraid . . .
"At carnage, to destruction, to victory I raise the cup!"
The horrible prodigy of the slaughter appeared behind the king and took a cup in his hand.
“I drink to it!”
"For me, a creature of hell, you fight. For me and for victory!"
“Death!”
"Are any among you without sin who will fight Grendel, the descendant of Cain? With my teeth I will rend and destroy Christian knights ... Rogar, you are to me a brother in murder who I will not harm. However, I will destroy your people . . . "
Like a boar we will flush you out of your cave with fire!"
"I prosper in flames: I feast on fire!"
It throws the cup into the center of the room. . .
A high blaze bursts from the spilled cup . . .
The royal palace blazes like a pyre. . .
Grendel flees as the Danish knights escape.
And behold, a ship in the harbor with sail glowing like a reflection of the fire.