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The hobo base, once alight with the smiles of a thousand hobos, laid silent in the quivering of the omen to come. A dark energy swirled around the base, literally sucking the life out of the atmosphere. A strange haze filled the air, and all but the strongest hobos could still manage to wield their hobo hats. DFD and I stared in awe at what was transpiring before us. General Kagom, once a dangerous but comical furry, had morphed into the Minogom, a giant furry minotaur. 20 feet tall and with unimaginable powers, even DFD couldn't keep his rugged hat from slightly trembling.

Immediately, the battle started. I jumped out of the way while DFD remained steady in his position. The Minogom rushed towards DFD, it's muscles screaming with furry fury. DFD couldn't manage to overcome his fear before the Minogom delivered a harsh blow by ramming him in the ribcage. DFD fell back, quickly somersaulting back on his feet and barely managing to regain his composure. The Minogom turned for another attack, and DFD charged his hobo hat and quickly slung the cutting discs towards the Minogom. To his surprise, the Minogom dodged one of the fast moving discs. However, one of the discs made contact and injured him. DFD let out a sigh of relief, thinking the tide of the battle was turned in his favor. After all, none had survived a direct contact with his rugged hobo hat and lived.

The Minogom looked up at DFD with a look of mild agony, and smiled. He stood up, and clenched the disc lodged in his abdomen and ripped it out, shattering it into dozens of pieces with his hand.

DFD couldn't believe his eyes. His trump card hobo hats were useless against the morphed General Kagom. However, just before everything looked it's grimmest, he heard something chattering in the distance. As it came closer and closer, it piqued the interest of everyone, including the Minogom. Soon, it was obvious what was approaching.

"Looks like y'all need some assistance. Good for you yer all white," said White Nationalist Chruser, as he approached on his white Swedish stallion.

Next episode: They're after me #6: Chruser's Conundrum