STEEL AND FLESH

AN ELEGENT FLOWER WITH PURPLE HUES

One of the horned minotaurs, rushed to were a big, long horn was kept, presumably for the purpose of sending a signal so he could alarm their fellow warriors of the need for help in critical cases of infiltration, such as the one they found themselves in at the moment.

The minotaur grasped the horn and readied himself to blow it, however before he could pump some air into the horn, an arrow flew out of the nothigness of the cold night, and plunged right deep into his skull.

The horned minotaurs now fourteen in number, struggled to ready themselves with their weapons, grasping both labrys and spears of different varieties, but forged according to Gorelish style, with the sharp edges of the labrys arching up to the wooden shaft.

They wore nervous expressions on their faces, as the infiltrators charged menacingly at them, however it did not take up to five heartbeats before he fighting started.

Koorban rushed fearlessly towards one of the horned creatures, who out of desperation, aimed h