You perfectly time the moment when Pete's guard is down, draw back, and deliver Biggsby's patented double shadow knee to each of his kidneys. BAM-BAM! Pete responds by howling at the top of his lungs and dropping his sword. You assume a triumphant stance, unprepared for the fact that Pete staggers forward in agony, rather than staggering backward, in equal agony. The whole stinking mass of flesh smashes into you, knocking you back. You land on the sand with a great thump, and Pete's carcass on you.

The stench is overpowering, but not the worst. You become aware of a steadily growing warm, moist sensation on the area of your crotch. And no, it's not you.

With Pete's kidneys shut down by your attack, he is leaking urine uncontrollably. You make a mental note of kicking his corpse in the face a few times after you roll him off of you.

"CORPSE?" Pete says, suddenly lifting his face with eyes full of glee.

You make a mental note of asking how exactly he managed to read your thoughts, when Pete extracts a small lighter from his pocket. "If I'm going to die, I'm taking you with me!" he shrieks. "I've got enough vodka in me to send an SUV off into space!" And with that, he lights both your groins on fire, the fire quickly spreading. Through the intense pain, you notice Pete's body seems to swell as he grows hotter. His alcohol-saturated gut then explodes, scattering both your body parts all over the dust bowl.

NOW HE HAS TO START ALL OVER AGAIN, NOT UNLIKE YOU. :(