Dota 2 Pudge

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In the Fields of Endless Carnage, far to the south of Quoidge, Pudge the Butcher toils ceaselessly through the night, methodically dismembering and disembowelling the fallen warriors that lie scattered across the battlefield by dawn's first light. This forsaken realm defies nature's cycles: no rot sets in, no decay can befall a corpse; it will never return to the earth from which it was torn, no matter how deep its grave may be dug. A host of carrion birds gathers around him, their needs satisfied only when Pudge cuts his victims' flesh into bite-sized morsels for them. As he works, his blades grow sharper with each passing moment, slicing through muscle and sinew with deadly ease - swish, swish, thunk. The sound echoes through the night air as Pudge's skills are honed to a fine art: flesh falls from bone; tendons part like wet paper beneath his blade. Though he has long savored the thrill of butchery, over time Pudge developed an appetite for its more sinister byproducts as well - starting with a small portion of muscle here, a sip of blood there...before long, he was sinking his jaws deep into the toughest torsos like a ravenous dog gnawing at scraps. Even those who have transcended fear of death itself quail at the very mention of Pudge's name: the Butcher has earned their deepest respect - and terror.