TheHugePig loomed like a mountain, his indomitable frame untouched by Gru’s relentless strikes. Gru, agile and determined, fought with everything he had, his dual blades flashing with desperate speed. “Why won’t you just fall?!” Gru shouted, sweat and tears mixing on his face as his strikes clanged uselessly against his father’s impenetrable hide. TheHugePig’s voice rumbled like thunder, “You can’t break me, boy. But maybe… you’ll learn.” With a sudden, crushing blow, he shattered Gru’s blades with his massive fists, sending him sprawling to the ground. Gru lay there, defeated, as TheHugePig turned away, his shadow long and somber. "You’re not ready," he muttered, leaving his son alive but broken—physically and emotionally. TheHugePig stood the undeniable victor, though the weight in his eyes suggested the battle cost him more than he’d ever admit.
