I did this once, me and an old adventurer went to slaughter a capital city, which was about 10,000 years old. We walk in and start slaughtering, killing every thing that dares approach us. My companion gets an arrow in the knee and gets knocked down, but continues to fight. He smacks a hammerman so hard that the hammer man slams into me and breaks my right arm, making me drop my shield. We keep fighting, back to back now, and are still doing quite well. An elite crossbowman comes into view (apparently he couldn't see us because of a tree so he actually got really close) and I huck my sword at him, decapitating the bastard. There are way to many people for me to even attempt to go and retrieve my sword, but I do manage disarm a guard and get his.
This goes on for a little while until another arrow just tears right through my partner's stomach. He starts vomiting everywhere, still fighting by the way, until another arrow hits his heart. He managed to kill two more people before he bled out. After that I fought as best I could with only one arm, taking dozens of nonfatal wounds before someone jammed their spear in my gut. Mortally wounded, I managed to drag myself over and light a nearby tree on fire. The fire spread over me and onto my dead friend's clothing. I died after that but went back to find that the fire had consumed most of the citizens.
I gathered up the bones of my fallen incarnations and used their skulls to beat the remaining villagers to death. Then, my quest complete, I dropped the bones around me in a circle (ok it was a square) and lit the ground I was on on fire. I Joined my other incarnations, to wait for the day Armok would call to me again.