I have a tale of woe and stupidity to share. Skywalker is dead. That is the woe. Here is how it happened:
The ancients were their usual mean self. Skywalker had to be quick, but he was! He used his shock abilities to there fullest and there was final victory to celebrate. However, that did not last long because the next feat involved Baal himself. Baal's minions were difficult, but they were done on P1 (same as the Ancients). Lister was the toughest of course, but even he fell with very little real difficulty. Then it was Baal. Baal did his usual self-summoning and that prolonged the inevitable, but he finally died (dropped nothing useful of course).
Well, with all that success, there was only one thing to do. Visit the cows. And so, the merc and Skywalker took their trusty "Wirt's Leg" and headed for the cow level. On arriving, the cows were not happy. They were actually very upset to have intruders. They were murderous!!! So, the pair of heros left with their tails between their legs. Umph, cows can't be allowed to do that can they? So Skywalker went to the trouble of going to get yet another "Wirt's Leg". This time he was committed to getting a foothold in the pasture and giving those cows a thing or two. Which is exactly what he did. He now (bones only) lies beneath that pasture and the cows are still burping on their dinner.
Skywalker is dead, long live the cows!