 How was Gunther defeated?
The Monster Maker By RAY BRADBURY "Get Gunther," the official orders read. It made a spiked fist and knocked the rear-jets flat, and the ship spun like a cosmic merry-go-round. Hathaway only knew he was picked up and hurled against a lever-bank, and that Marnagan wasn't long in following, swearing loud words. A sweeter one still of Marnagan beating hell out of the controls and keeping his words to himself until just now. "Is this what ?" yelled Marnagan inside his helmet. Hathaway felt himself grabbed; he and Marnagan rattled around—human dice in a croupier's cup. They stood in the middle of a pocked, time-eroded meteor plain that stretched off, dipping down into silent indigo and a rash of stars. Overhead, the sun poised; black and stars all around it, making it look sick. "It's not proof we need now, Click. Hathaway went on saying his thoughts: "This is Gunther's work. Oh, God, this would make great news-release stuff if we ever get back to Earth. I.P.'s Irish Marnagan, temporarily indisposed by a pirate whose dirty face has never been seen, Gunther by name, finally wins through to a triumphant finish. We got fifty minutes to prove you're right. Immense crimson beasts with numerous legs and gnashing mandibles, brown-black creatures, Hathaway yelled and ran, Marnagan at his heels, lumbering. The immense things rolled, slithered and squirmed after him. Hathaway made it first, Marnagan bellowing just behind him. Something about these monsters and Gunther and— "Which one will you be having?" asked Irish, casually. You're doing nothing but sitting, looking like a little boy locked in a bedroom closet, so take me a profile shot of the beasties and myself." "Then," retorted Marnagan, "we'll develop it for our own benefit; while waitin' for the U.S. Cavalry to come riding over the hill to our rescue!" "I paid your salary to trot along, photographing, we hoped, my capture of Gunther, now the least you can do is record peace negotiations betwixt me and these pixies." Montage. When Click finished filming, Irish sat down to save oxygen, and used it up arguing about Gunther. Super-gravity and a couple of well-tossed meteors. From it, Gunther strikes unseen; ships simply crash, that's all. Looks like accidental death instead of murder, if the Patrol happens to land and finds us.
 Click and Irish tricked him and his pirate guards.
 Click and Irish tricked him and his pirate guards.  He had a heart attack.  He surrendered.  The U.S. Cavalry swarmed his base.