Great roaring beasts tore across the battlefield. War axes held high they bellowed spittle flying in all directions as they clashed with the Ice Giants from the North. Neither side giving nor gaining ground. All that was heard was the roaring of the Minotaurs and the bellowing of Giants. Suddenly silence slowly began to cover the entire battlefield and dead and dying even seemingly going quiet and it was then that I saw him. A large brute. Larger than all the rest of the Minotaurs he almost rivalled the largest Ice Giant. With 4 horns he towered over us and he strode towards me and I became afraid when he looked at me with a fiery look in his eyes.
