I've fought a hundred, possibly even more, ducks before and I walked away with a lot of cuts and bite/pinches. So one horse sized duck opponent for me.
is fighting ducks something you do in your spare time or something
One vacation my family and I spent was at a little cottage near a lake. This lake was quite serene and beautiful and was home to a family of ducks. Being a lover of nature and wildlife and a naive child I decided to take a loaf of bread out and feed the family of ducks. At first it was fun they were quacking and I was laughing as I was flinging ripped pieces of bread through the air for my new duck friends who eagerly gobbled it up. This attracted more ducks and so I threw more bread. And more ducks came, then even more came. The skies darkened with the amount of ducks descending on me, from the trees, from the lake, from the sky their numbers never ceased. My loaf of bread was now gone and had not satiated the swarm of quacking birds I had now attracted. Hungry for bread and now flesh, the ducks started to bite and jump up flying at my face. I began punching ducks midair just to get them away from head. I ran to the door to the cottage but it was locked. (Looking back now I think my parents were doing it because the t.v. was on really loud and they didn't answer my desperate banging and knocking on the door for entry) Swarmed by ducks I fell to the ground as they pecked and flew into me demanding more food. As I was crawling to get away my hand clasped a sizable stick. I used this to stand back up and defend myself from the ravenous aquatic birds. I became a whirling dervish of sticks and feathers until my parents finally heard my battle cries and opened the door for me to escape to safety.