The fortress of Girderape has stood for 20 years. Today the military went into the bottom cave again, after reports of crundle attacks on civilians. Minutes after they arrive, Slek Osman Sut appears between the soldiers and the only exit, the nasty sort, noxious secretions. Very close to the squad, just out of sight.
Well, this is a bad situation. I send the soldiers on an escape route, maybe the FB is not too fast. The crossbow crew is summoned, from 135 stories above. This might take a while.
Slek Osman Sut is very fast. But just as my swordsmen are in no hurry, keeping themselves busy with the original task of dealing with the crundles, the FB is heading into the opposite direction, where some magma crabs have appeared. They all die within seconds, showdown is near?
Lokum Mishtemdegel, high master engraver, legendary weaponsmith and grand master building designer, in the military to improve his fitness, turns around. He must have dropped his waterskin somewhere? Cannot find it. It lays under a burning tree. His troop is on the way out.
Well, too bad, Lokum. There are some 35 other legendary weaponsmiths in Girderape. Where is the three-eyed pterosaur? Oh, it is also sitting under a tree, legs and wings burned off, and cannot move. Heroic little magma crab, not even given a name by the gods for single-handedly (single-scissoredly?) killing a pterosaur, managed to set the beast on fire. Along with the entire cave. Lokum got out last minute, coughing but unhurt.
A slab recording this feat will be placed in a prominent location.