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... > All four pigs lifted their heads at once, blood dripping from their snouts. Their yellow eyes locked onto him, and the nearest one let out a low, guttural growl.
"Yo," he said, tilting his head. "That’s my breakfast you’re eating."
The first pig charged without hesitation, hooves pounding the cracked asphalt. It was fast, way faster than the ones he remembered from his first day, but compared to the Bloodroot Brutes or the Crimson Tyrant, this thing was moving in slow motion. < ...
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