All around the boss room, people were in shock. Their leader, and an entire guild, defeated by a single swing of a blade. The boss' health was lowering slowly, as players got in more and more lucky hits. The patterns of the boss got more and more predictable, except they weren't. The boss' health went into the red zone, and the entire raid cheered. Soon the fight would be over! or so they thought.
The boss roared and all of a sudden, the spawn rate of the minions doubled. The boss brought out a second giant sword, and brought it down, trying to crush everyone within its range. Most people were able to get out of the way in time, but a couple were not that lucky.
The survivors were in disarray, and the minions took advantage, cutting them down like lambs at the slaughter, but just when all seemed lost, a war cry was heard from beyond the boss room's walls, and the massive doors burst open, revealing Richard, riding atop the Boar King! "I'll take care of the minions!" he shouted "You take down the boss"
Eight boar guards appeared in a circle around the boss, and began attacking the minions.
The boss began swinging even harder, attacking anything it could. Richard and the Boar King ran forwards, through the minions. Taking out many of them, but then disaster stuck. The boss swung his sword, right at Richard, and the Boar King. They were knocked backwards, Richard survived with only a tiny bit of health, and the boar king disappeared into blue particles
"Don't worry" The boar king whispered to Richard "I'll come back, as you said, I'm only a group of zeros and ones"
Everywhere, the boars were already dying, but the distraction was enough for the raid groups to regroup, and from one last desperate push against the boss.