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// Race to the Titan 
// Story: PonyHammer 40,000: Magic of War | Winter Strike 
// by Dragon Heart 
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	Elsewhere, Lord Grule confronted Borbutz, very angry about the Hog's actions. "Borbutz! What is the meaning of this?"

"It'z time I got me some Eldeer skullz." said Borbutz. "I hear dere Farseer got a pretty skull."

"Just stay clear of the Titan Hog..." Grule warned, "try to rob me of my prize and I'll rob you of your legs!"

"You'z too worried about dat Titan, Grule." Borbutz stated. "Makez you blind. Maybe I should destroy it fer ya... keep yer mind on important tings... like winnin'!"

"The Titan is the only prize worth having!" Grule yelled. "Take another step towards it and I will drive my hooves into your greasy eye pits."

"Da Equestrial boyz smashed you good." said Borbutz. "You'z weak! Da new hammer, Grule, iz me! My SNAARL! iz unstoppable. What you got? Nuffin!"

"I have enough stallions to seize the Control Gate." said Grule as he trotted away with his forces. "And who controls the gate, controls the fate of this battle!"