2624 - The panda wakes up covered in honey and devouring ants. Already he has lost some flesh. Thinking fast the panda jumps up and rolls away, dislodging the ants from his fur, and creating distance between him and the ant army that is slowly approaching. They were now in a formation of 6*6, a force to be reckoned. The panda had to think, and he had to think fast. Grabbing his his every trusty magical bamboo shoot, the panda lunges at the the ants, swing the shoot in a wide arc. Is his able to sweep away a few surprised ants, but the others form up into 7*7, thus being able to block the shoots attack. Using the shoot as a vault he lunges back, ready to reassess the situation. The panda makes uses of his one and only panda-rage potion, the last one he has being he needs to make more. With his new rage, the panda charges into battle and attempts to trample the ants. But the ants are tricky and move out of the way. They gather up branches which they use as pikes against their foe. On the panda's next charge, he is stabbed in the paw by a particularly long branch that pieces all the way through the flesh. He stumbles and falls, and the ants begin to swarm him again. Have wasted all of his magical energies and being weakened, the panda is at the mercy of the ants. But he will not die like this. He will die in a glorious death like all pandas, not in some evil scheme by a taco. No! With his new burst of hope, the panda rises to his feet, summons the energies from within his soul, and executes the most powerful move known to panda-kind: the panda-slap. The ants are instantly annihilated. Tired and worn out, the panda returns to his secret hideout, where he will rest and prepare for the next battle.