The pit area is vast, and the party can hear strange sounds from above. Light spills in from various openings as they painfully explore the area.
"We've done it!" said Gothmog, rubbing his hands and jumping up and down. "We've reached the dragon's cavern!"
"Why is there bootmarks all around," asked Wuuf a little concerned.
"Bah, dragons have sensitive feet, everyone knows that!"
"Then why are the tracks side by side like two feet?" asked Linflas, smarting due to trouser related injuries he received on the decent.
"Because dragons walk on two legs when they are alone, they just do the four legs cause it's more frightening," said Gothmog.
"Oh, why is there a towering giant behind us laughing with a booming laugh?" asked Halk
"Umm...that's because we are in a Giant's lair," said Gothmog, "sorry, I was actually lying. I didn't know what was going on at all."
The party look aroudn the soaring rocky area and see the scrapes and gouges. They match up quite well to the giant stone club that the giant fire giant is weilding. His eyes burn with red fire, his laughing mouth belches smoke, and his other bodily eminations and both sulphurous and fiery.
"I am the Guardian of the Lift!" says the laughing giant, "and you shall die! Wahahahahhahahaha!" so saying he lets loose a smoky laugh and a fiery fart and smashes some poor harmless rock to powder.
"Oh bum, I've widdled my cloak," says Gothmog while the others try to come up with a plan.