" The goblin Vince swung at Noah as the Baron came bounding into the tavern, riding a shadow like a skateboard, his sword swiping viciously. The axe rattled to the floor. The old one’s head sailed through the air. The body staggered, exploring the tarry stump of its neck, then toppled over.
“That was totally uncalled for!” the goblin’s head said from the floor. "

― Daniel Younger , Zen and the Art of Cannibalism: A Zomedy