The sun was just rising in the city of Vanwacollo, and all the Orcs were snoring loudly, bent over tables of mashed food and lying in puddles of spilt rum and beer. Grimtakh had taken over the city, making all of its inhabitants his slaves. But whilst their captors slept, the Hobbit's of Vanwacollo planned and prepared to make their move.
Mike had made his army appear little before the city gates, which had been bent and pulled off their hinges. Handing Manny to Spangaer, Mike led them silently inside, past the stables, and off to the castle. They were just passing a huge group of Orcs, when Iselatil stabbed one in a fit of rage, but instead of killing him, it woke the Orc up and made him cry out in horror, waking up every sleeping Orc within the entire city. Mike gritted his teeth, and yelled a battle cry, signaling every warrior to attack. The Hobbit's of Vanwacollo ran into help, doubling their numbers.
Without a sword, Mike stayed close to Spangaer, telling him where to aim the pendant as Orcs were blown away by its magical fire blast. But up in the castle, Grimtakh was ready. Mike felt a sixth sense tingle through him and felt his blood grow cold as he recognized the struggling figure Grimtakh was holding. Esmerelda!
Mike yelled an order to Spangaer, nodded and turned the pendant towards Mike, holding a pickle. There was a flash of orange light, and Mike grew fifty feet in a few seconds, along with the pickle, now thirty feet long. Grimtakh's sorceress also super sized him and clutched in his hand, was a struggling Esmerelda. Holding his pickle ready, Mike met Grimtakh blow for blow. They fought hard, Grimtakh unable to harm Mike through his mithril armor. Both sides ceased fighting to see the great battle up above.
When he saw Grimtakh was slowing, Mike saw an opportunity and took it.Mike swung his mighty gherkin and hit the Orc full force across his face. He staggered, Mike pulled Esmerelda from his grasp, Grimtakh fell, squishing his sorceress, reducing the Orc to a normal size. Picking him up Mike laughed in his face, tossed him up, swung his pickle and hit Grimtakh out into the sun, never to be seen again. Using the power of the pendant, Spangaer sent all of the Orcs into a portal door and were never thought of again. Mike shrunk down to his normal size, but once again had all his magical powers. Mike there and then declared the Elves citizens of Vanwacollo, and destroyed the pendant around Manny's neck, and all the banished Elves appeared around them. A feast was held, all the people of Vanwacollo were invited and Mike married Esmerlda , So Hobbit, Elf, and Giraffe lived happily ever after, to the end of their days.