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ARRoGANT CoURiERS WiTH ESSaYS
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Grade Level: Type of Work Subject/Topic is on:
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[ ]6-8 [ ]Class Notes [Essay on Expansion of ]
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[x]9-10 [ ]Cliff Notes [Arthur's battle with ]
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[ ]11-12 [x]Essay/Report [the Giant ]
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[ ]College [ ]Misc [ ]
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Dizzed: 10/94 # of Words:601 School: ? State: ?
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Expansion Of Arthur's Battle
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With The Giant
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Arthur turned his head in the direction the woman's gaze and there
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before him stood the giant that he had heard so much about during the past
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few days. It stood almost 20 feet off the ground and carried a club bigger
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than Arthur himself. The stench of rotting human corpses emanated from its
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disgusting body and insects of every sort imaginable crawled freely through
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its hair and under its skin. Arthur stood motionless, stunned for a moment
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by the unbelievable hideousness of the creature.
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"How could a God who created the beauty of things such as the forests
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and mountains also be responsible for creating such filth?" thought Arthur.
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He then put his hand on his sword and grasped it tightly. Was this giant
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more than he could handle? Would his pride and honor lead him to his death?
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If Merlin was right, and God was not on his side, how could he expect to
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win this fight? Arthur's stomach began to churn as all these thoughts flew
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through his mind and he clenched Excalibur even tighter. The giant was
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carrying the bodies of twelve peasants on its back. The sight of the dead
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men and women the giant had so mercilessly killed enraged Arthur. This
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beast would pay dearly for its crimes if he had anything to do with it.
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"May great God in heaven, who rules the world, give you a short life
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and shameful death! Surely you are the most foul fiend that was ever
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formed! Guard yourself, you dog, and prepare to die, for this day my hands
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will kill you!" exclaimed Arthur.
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The giant answered Arthur by raising its massive club and swinging it
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at him. Arthur could feel a gust of wind blow against him as the tree-sized
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club whipped through the air towards him. He raised his shield with his
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head covered in an attempt to block the giants blow. This was the worst
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part of fighting for Arthur, not being able to see what was happening, he
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would have to leave his fate up to God.
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The blow came quickly, completely jolting and stunning Arthur and
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shattering his shield into sawdust, but at least he was still alive. If God
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was to forsake him, today was not the day He did so. Arthur's strength and
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confidence grew after he survived the first blow for he believed God would
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protect him tonight. As the giant bent down to grab him, Arthur unsheathed
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Excalibur and sliced open the giant's forehead. Pools of blood drenched its
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head preventing it from being able to see. The giant, who had never
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experienced any serious opposition before, started to panic. In wild frenzy
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it grabbed at the ground and managed to scoop up Arthur in its hands
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attempting to crush him, but in its state of panic, the giant was no match
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for Arthur who quickly broke free of its grasp.
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"Peace to you my lord!" the giant screamed. "Who are you that fights so
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skillfully with me? Only Arthur, the most noble of all kings, could defeat
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me in combat!"
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"I am that Arthur of whom you speak," replied Arthur. Not having any
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pity for the disgusting giant, Arthur ignored the giants plea and began to
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hack the wounded monster to pieces as it itself had done to so many of the
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peasants. The giant could only scream in agony as it was mutilated for it
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could not see and therefore could not defend itself. After the giant had
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been killed, Arthur instructed Sir Kay to chop off its head.
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