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Swords rumbled and arrows flew across the sky. The war of the insatiable enemy of the piglin hybrid. He no longer had any potions, and panic began to take over his power over his body. His breath slowly faded into oblivion. Stomach pain was found. Arrow. That was the last straw. He fell to his knees and tears streamed down his cheeks. The enemy walked over to him and lifted his chin with two fingers and looked into his eyes. The duck hybrid smiled hard. He indulged in the warrior's pain. He pulled an arrow from his stomach and just watched the piglin hybrid clench in pain. He listened to the cries of the fallen warrior's pain, begging for the end of his pain. It didn't take long for the piglin to fall into endless sleep. The winner of the war began to laugh hysterically over the body of a dead warrior.