Expansion Of Arthur’s Battle With The Giant Essay, Research Paper

Expansion Of Arthur’s Battle With The Giant

Arthur turned his head in the direction the woman?s gaze and there

before him stood the giant that he had heard so much about during

the past few days. It stood almost 20 feet off the ground and carried

a club bigger than Arthur himself. The stench of rotting human

corpses emanated from its disgusting body and insects of every sort

imaginable crawled freely through its hair and under its skin. Arthur

stood motionless, stunned for a moment by the unbelievable

hideousness of the creature.

“How could a God who created the beauty of things such as the

forests and mountains also be responsible for creating such filth?”

thought Arthur. He then put his hand on his sword and grasped it

tightly. Was this giant more than he could handle? Would his pride

and honor lead him to his death? If Merlin was right, and God was not

on his side, how could he expect to win this fight? Arthur?s stomach

began to churn as all these thoughts flew through his mind and he

clenched Excalibur even tighter. The giant was carrying the bodies of

twelve peasants on its back. The sight of the dead men and women

the giant had so mercilessly killed enraged Arthur. This beast would

pay dearly for its crimes if he had anything to do with it.

“May great God in heaven, who rules the world, give you a short life

and shameful death! Surely you are the most foul fiend that was ever

formed! Guard yourself, you dog, and prepare to die, for this day my

hands will kill you!” exclaimed Arthur.

The giant answered Arthur by raising its massive club and swinging it

at him. Arthur could feel a gust of wind blow against him as the

tree-sized club whipped through the air towards him. He raised his

shield with his head covered in an attempt to block the giants blow.

This was the worst part of fighting for Arthur, not being able to see

what was happening, he would have to leave his fate up to God.

The blow came quickly, completely jolting and stunning Arthur and

shattering his shield into sawdust, but at least he was still alive. If

God was to forsake him, today was not the day He did so. Arthur?s

strength and confidence grew after he survived the first blow for he

believed God would protect him tonight. As the giant bent down to

grab him, Arthur unsheathed Excalibur and sliced open the giant?s

forehead. Pools of blood drenched its head preventing it from being

able to see. The giant, who had never experienced any serious

opposition before, started to panic. In wild frenzy it grabbed at the

ground and managed to scoop up Arthur in its hands attempting to

crush him, but in its state of panic, the giant was no match for

Arthur who quickly broke free of its grasp.

“Peace to you my lord!” the giant screamed. “Who are you that fights

so skillfully with me? Only Arthur, the most noble of all kings, could

defeat me in combat!”

“I am that Arthur of whom you speak,” replied Arthur. Not having any

pity for the disgusting giant, Arthur ignored the giants plea and began

to hack the wounded monster to pieces as it itself had done to so

many of the peasants. The giant could only scream in agony as it

was mutilated for it could not see and therefore could not defend

itself. After the giant had been killed, Arthur instructed Sir Kay to

chop off its head.