After taming the mammoths and killing the last Hog leaders, The Warboss had succeeded in uniting the Hog Clans. All around him, Hogs were banging their axeheads and blades on the ground, making drumming sounds. The Warboss stood proud with his own Mega-Armored Hog Nob Second in Command.

"Dis planet iz mine now!" The Warboss boasted. "All da Hog Boarz answer ta me! Who da Warboss?"

"You, Borbutz!" The Nob proclaimed, "You da biggest, baddest Warboss ever. You bigger den Wartheg! You be bigger den Poombah!"

"Nopony bigger den Poombah ya ignorant git!" Borbutz stated, "At least... not yet! Now... where'z my flyin' ting? I got me a Discord boy skull by da name of Lord Grule ta claim for my pointy stik!" Down a hill, cultists galloped for their lives, but were inevitably trampled to death, or sent flying into the air, by a rampaging mammoth that was Borbutz's.

Author's Notes:

HOGZ, HOGZ, HOGZ, HOGZ! Shaddle up, shaks! Hogz, Hogz! It's gonna be a mammoth of a mess when Borbutz is on the move. But how far will he make it? I'm sure some of you know.