The fun never really ends, you will continue to surprise yourself with the things you prove that you're capable of doing.
I was on my way to Gruul's when I spotted a Khorium vein just north of Shatt, so I quickly flew down to mine it. I hit it twice and attempted to re-mount, when a
Gordunni Soulreaper, a level 71 elite, came around the corner and shadowbolted me.
Vaguely recalling my unsuccessful tangle with Durn the Hungerer last weekend, I tried to remember where the closest graveyard to the Barrier Hills might be and whether this ogre would still be hovering over my corpse when I came back.
Unfortunately for him, my stubbornness flared up violently. I dug my heals in, and began spamming flash of light on myself, intermingled with consecration, with a Hammer of Justice whenever the ogre's hands turned purple, also trying to keep all five ticks of Seal of Vengeance whenever I could. At one point, too many skellies had piled up for me to survive much longer, so I bubbled and Holy Wrath'ed the lot of them. It came down to the wire, I had about 300 hp and no mana and the ogre was not doing much better. I finally gave in, popped Lay on Hands on myself and threw one last Hammer of Wrath to down him.
The stingy fellow had a whopping 12 silver on him. The real reward of course was anyone flying north out of Shatt would have seen the small mountain of skellie corpses lying at my triumphant feet.
Someday soon, Durn's going to take a little trip to the back of the woodshed, I guarantee.