My setup (detailed in the previous post), didn't go at all as planned. The cages melted before the prisoners could bleed to death, and a small horde of partially melted, occasionally on fire trolls and goblins burst forth into the heart of the fortress. The invaders left broad trails of blood and grease behind them as they poured into Murdershot citadel, and the red guildhall.
Oddly enough, all the goblins ran north, into the citadel. The prince himself, armed with a masterwork adamantine battle axe he had named the Kingdoms of Satin (go figure), and clad in the artifact adamantine breastplate Healrelieved the Flag of Zeal, stood alone in defense against the foul creatures. He slew three, his first kills since he began training.
The other goblins were slain by the legendary warrior Libash Dippedurns the Ageless Deep of Rhymes, who has sixty-three notable kills, and wields The Orb of Fires, a masterwork adamantine spear. The carnage reached nearly all the way to the Murdershot memorial chamber, where there is basically a constant party (1 z-level above this screencap).
The real danger came in the form of several trolls (one of which was fully on fire) who stormed the red guildhall.
While the prince was busy defending the citadel, the rest of the military was scrambling to make their way to this guildhall. Nobody was there to defend it... nobody, except Cog "Gloveowners" Hammerfuture, furnace operator.
Cog fought off two trolls simultaneously, while the other fiends went through the building, smashing nest boxes and statues. By the time the military arrived, the furnace operator had suffered no more than a few bruises.
An especially exciting part of the whole affair was when Onol Inkswallowed the Worried Feral Berry of Rasps rushed out of the guildhall and onto the causeway to fight a troll. The two dueled along the edge of the avenue, just adjacent to a drop into the magma.
In the end, there were no casualties, except a few toppled buildings and a peacock that got set on fire. There is, however, a curious matter of a stack of 33 molten copper lying where the cages were, previously...
And, as always, the dome continues to fill...