"...And then I the all powerful Groor grabbed the massive beast by its tusks, tiny humans each was as long as two of you standing on each other's shoulders! So in Groor's mighty hands was this creatures greatest weapons so with a great twist of my muscles I snapped them off like twigs and impaled the beast with them was that not a glorious victory for the incredible Groor?" Ranted and bragged Groor to the poor two guards tasked with escorting him to the prison.

"Is he ever gonna shut up? He hasn't stopped talking about himself for the past three hours!" Whined the younger guard to his senior. "I know what you mean. Never thought I'd miss the begging groveling wrecks we usually get stuck with." Whispered back the second man. "At least those ones we could smack around without worrying about getting smacked back. If half of what this monster says is true then I almost feel sorry for the slime were dumping him into." "Yeah almost." 

And with that the guards pulled the switch sending Groor into the yard.