" So, you two have raced one another " said Dane.
" Yep " said both Beowulf and Brecca.
" Who won? " asked Dane.
" I did, " said Brecca, proudly.
" Only because I paused to kill a big ass dragon-whale " said Beowulf.
" Just like when we were children, you always have an excuse ready " said Brecca with a smug smile.
" I'm sorry, how many dragons and monsters have you killed? " said Beowulf now with a smug smile.
" None. How many Breccas have you beaten? Oh right, none " said Brecca with a giggle.
Beowulf's smile was now gone.
" Hey dad " said Gurth.
" What is it? "
" I think that those guys want to fight " said Gurth, as he was pointing.
Beowulf, Brecca and Dane were all now looking at two warriors.
" You guys wanna die? " said Beowulf with a smug smile.
" No, but we do want to kill you " said the first warrior, now a little pissed off.
" Manners " said the second warrior.
" Fine. I am Cú Chulainn, and this here is my partner; Cadmus- Cadmus now bowed - and who do we have the honor of killing? " said Cú Chulainn with a bow and a smile.
" I am Beowulf, the killer of monsters and dragons, and this here " said Beowulf while gesturing to Brecca " Is Brecca, the killer of nothing "
" But I am the one who has beaten Beowulf " exclaimed Brecca, proudly.
" In a swimming competition! " exclaimed Beowulf.
Both Dane and Gurth were watching everything while enjoying their ice-creams.
" Fuck it. I am done talking, I now want a good match " said Beowulf, as he cracked his knuckles.
" Finally, something we can both agree on, " said Brecca, as he was also ready.
Cú Chulainn now bursts out laughing.
" Manners! " exclaimed Cadmus.
" Sorry, sorry, I can't help but laugh at two deadmen " said Cú Chulainn, as his eyes glowed.
Something unexpected now happened.
Both Cadmus and Cú Chulainn now started to transform into their beastly-sides.
Cú Chulainn transformed into his Hound-Bisclavret.
And Cadmus had transformed into a draconic-humanoid.
Beowulf had an excited look on his face.
" You take the dragon, I will take the Werewolf, " said Beowulf.
Brecca agreed, for he had yet to fight a dragon.
A wrestling match, which looked a lot like a Glima match, now began.
The Earth shook and cracked, as neither warrior was willing to give in, but at last, all good things must come to an end, and both Dane and Gurth saw how Beowulf and Brecca had won.
The two standing warriors were walking proudly with their scars.
They then bumped fists.
And I have no more to say.