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They deal with criminals around these parts by throwing naked into the pit, to be taken by the legendary beast that is half man, half bull.
They had thrown me naked into the pit, telling me that the beast was how they dealt with criminals around these parts, and now they stood at the edges, looking down at me, cheering and pumping their fists.
There was one passageway out from the pit, on the wall of which I now saw the shadow of a huge humanoid form appear. The silhouette was man-like in shape, but it seemed to have horns coming out of its head. A deep, animal sounding bellow emanated from out-with the passage, accompanied by the steady thump of heavy footsteps. Could it be…?
And then it appeared. The shadow was now flesh and blood.
The body of a man, with the head of a bull. The legend was true. The minotaur was standing before me, naked from bull-head to toe, displaying an immensely thick, powerful and leathery black skinned body, so muscular he looked as if he might have the strength of about ten men.
And that head-the snorting, slavering head of a bull, his burning yellow eyes fixated upon on me, and just like a bull he had a huge yellow ring though his nose that jangled every time he snorted. I was shaking, and piss was flowing down the insides of my legs. Not because I thought I was about to be eaten alive, but because I saw what he really had in store for me between his legs.
COLLAPSE
