My fight with Grendel

I knew the night we were given the duty to guard Herot would be the night Grendel came. So I stayed awake and I waited while my fellow companions fell asleep. I also decided that I would not fight with a weapon since Grendel would not be fighting with a weapon. God would decide who will live and who will die. So I waited, pretending to sleep. I heard a few noises here and there. I was most certain Grendel was here when I heard a sucking sound. I tensed, preparing myself to fight. Grendel reached out and grabbed me only to discover very quickly that I was awake. I seized a hold of his arm and held on for dear life. Fear flooded his face. My strength had surprised him. I felt him trying break to my hold. I heard my companions argue that their weapons were useless. They couldn't hurt Grendel. The demon had bewitched every mortal mans blade. I continued to hold until Grendels arm was torn from his body. I let him run away to the hellhole he had crawled up from. Fate had made its choice. I had won and Grendel had escaped only to flee to his den to die. Not much of a fight. I thought you were all so powerful Grendel. Man I get mean when I’m cranky. Must need some sleep.