When the military arrived 'DirtyDeedsDone' and 'Holistic Detective' were frenzied like true holy warriors. They ripped apart the invaders, splitting them into chunks with sword and axe. The carnage they created was unlike any other. Chunks of goblin strew the landscape, floating in vast pools of blood and soaked equipment. A long track of vomit creates a slippery path between the gate and the battlefield by the dwarves sickened by the sunlight and corpses. Even now bits of goblin, dwarf and general wreckage slip down into the opening of the northeastern magma pipe on sheet of half digested plump helmets and gore.