Our Mightiest King My fellow soldiers, it is with great grief and immeasurable sorrow that I confirm the passing of our great king, Beowulf. Our brave master and old friend from Geatland was the best man I knew, fighting for the land of his home and the world. After many various epic battles with terror, our mighty king has finally been put to rest after the many years of suffering the world has endured. Our mighty king was the strongest of them all, in muscle and in heart. When he first < heard how Grendel filled nights with horror,= immediately his great ears heard and gathered us, his loyal followers, to < sail across the sea to Hrothgar, now when help was needed.= His monstrous battle with Grendel ended in victory, with our mighty king everlasting his glory and protecting the Danes with his vigor. When the hideous Grendel’s mother came and sought revenge on our mighty king for slaying her son, he did not take the threat lightly. Gallantly, he stood up tall and strong, told us warriors to fight on. One of my greatest regrets was that I was not able to assist him in the battle against Grendel’s mother as she was < hidden in her terrible home, in a place you’ve not seen.= The dark lake of her lair was a vastly unknown place where our mighty king and his brave heart decided that he must take her on. The Geats and I always had faith in him and knew that he would eventually come up to celebrate. It took him many nights and < the Danes gave up, left the lake and went home.= But we < stayed, sat sadly, watching, imagining they saw their lord but not believing they would ever see him again.= Even if it could have been our last time seeing our mighty king, for honor and glory, us followers had to stick with him. Our mighty king had one final obstacle to cross: the dragon. Against the worst monster of them all, we had a massive task to finish. In this cave, I fought side by side with the master and unfortunately had to watch him pass with my own eyes. We slew the dragon together with our men and were able to recognize his happiness and accomplishments. Our mighty king fought the toughest battles and killed the worst enemies, all while being the great leader we all admired and aspired to become. I, Wiglaf, was named successor to his throne by the king himself, and with our men, I vow to honor his career and remember his legacy, for there will never be another man as strong, brave, loving, powerful, or as incredible as our mightiest king, Beowulf.