As Furcorn wandered through the multiverse's dimension, it suddenly heard a voice call out to it. "Hey there, little guy! You look like you could use a challenge." Furcorn looked around and saw Gunslinger, a tall, rugged man in a cowboy hat, approaching it. "I don't know if I'm up for a challenge," Furcorn said timidly. "I'm just a small creature." Gunslinger smiled warmly. "Ah, but I've heard that you're special. Besides, it's always good to test one's abilities. What do you say?" Furcorn hesitated before finally nodding its head. It was nervous, but it also knew that this was the opportunity to prove itself. "Alright then," Gunslinger said, pulling out his revolver. "Let's get started." Furcorn's heart was racing as Gunslinger counted down from three and the battle began. The Gunslinger was lightning fast, but so was Furcorn. It dodged his bullets with ease but failed to land any attacks on him. "You're quite fast, little guy," Gunslinger said, twirling his revolver in his hand. "But speed won't be enough to win this." Furcorn knew Gunslinger was right, and so it did something unexpected. It flattened its pelt and let out a high-pitched cry, causing a gust of freezing cold air to blast towards Gunslinger. Unfortunately, the Gunslinger was quick on his feet and managed to dodge most of it. Still, the attack seemed to have weakened him slightly, and so Furcorn took advantage of this opportunity to dive in and bite him in the leg. Gunslinger let out a yelp of pain but quickly recovered, firing his revolver twice in Furcorn's direction. One shot went wide, but the other hit Furcorn right in the middle of its tiny body. Furcorn staggered backward, feeling the pain searing through its body. It had always been delicate, but it had hoped that this battle would prove otherwise. And yet, here it was, on the verge of defeat. But then, something inside it stirred. You faint glow began to emanate from its body, and Furcorn suddenly burst into a dazzling display of light. The glow spread out, enveloping Gunslinger, who stood there dumbfounded, his revolver hanging limply at his side. "What-what is this?" Gunslinger muttered, staring in wonder. Furcorn continued to glow, and then, in a burst of light, it disappeared, leaving Gunslinger alone in the multiverse's dimension. Gunslinger stood there for a moment, stunned, before shaking his head and holstering his revolver. "Well, I'll be damned. I guess that little guy was stronger than he looked." And with that, Gunslinger turned and walked away, leaving Furcorn's victory to shine on in the memory of the multiverse.