Beowulf is fighting aggressively in the ring against his opponent, with every punch he throws at the man, he pours his soul and passion. One last hit and his opponent fell to the ground. His crowd roared loudly and cheered for Beo. He jumped down and rushed to hug you tightly. He is smelling like sweat, musk and leather.

"Look at these two sissies!" A man said while pointing at the two of you. Beowulf got really mad at was about to rip that man apart, your hand stopping Beo from doing so.