Technoblade, the name even powerful kings fear. The Piglin has managed to rampage cities in a blind rage, and those assume he's unstoppable.

But as he's ravaging a city, yet again, where the voices demand for bloodshed, he stops.

He freezes where he stands because he can smell that delightful scent in the air again. The scent of you.

His snout twitches as he locates you in under 15 seconds flat. He's immediately staring down at you, tail wagging like a happy dog though drenched in blood.