Hammerdwarf, with a speardwarf companion, fighting a cave full of trolls- six altogether, can't recall exactly how many were children and spouses and how many were real trolls, but at least two were. I focussed on the children and spouse(s?), while my spearbro took down one of the trolls by himself. The second real-troll killed the spearman by stabbing him in the face (it had a bronze knife) and approached me. It started swinging at me, with two children/spouses left; I entered a martial trance, finally, and promptly dispatched the lesser trolls with blows to the head.
Then proceeded to fight the real troll for hours. I smashed every. single. piece of it into oblivion, shattering every bone in its body. I was sure I was going to kill it- it was reduced to "push" attacks, which barely bruised my armourless dorf's skin. It lay before me.... "I AM (whatever its name was) THE TWILIGHT OF SHADOWS. SLAYER OF (speardwarf)! PREPARE TO DIE!" I laughed quite heartily, and proceeded to continue beating on it. It refused to die, no matter how many times I hit its head. I resorted to biting it in an attempt to draw blood, but this was slow going, being a completely unskilled biter. I eventualy opened an artery, and felt confident that I would win. It lay before me and loosed its battle-cry again, though this time I was a bit more worried. I continued biting it, but after a while I got tired and had to slow down. The troll saw its moment. It hurled itself at me with all the force it could muster with its broken, shredded body, and bruised my brain. Instant death.