'Now that the chosen one is out of the way,' thought Argon, 'all kinds of stupid heroes will be showing up.'
Out of the purple cloud stepped a lithe figure, dressed in gold leaf armor, with a high bust and looking a lot like she was waiting for applause. The stunned silence did not deter her; the audible escaping of intestinal gas - the sure sign of excitement amongst younger dwarfs - drove her back in. they could hear her complaining as she was transported back by the Troll Goddess.
"You think you're smart?" screamed the Goddess. "Well, try this, chopper heads!"