As the twin horns pierced through his flesh, Freud tried to break free at any cost. However, the demon managed to run him into a giant tree, letting its horns dig deeper into his chest. Freud coughed up blood as he began deflating again.
"A demon is strong, but how long can you last before descending into madness?" asked Freud with a bloody grin as he looked the minotaur in the eyes. "A minotaur appeared in this tower thirty years ago and destroyed countless cities. It killed the men and raped the women. The one to defeat it was my brother, Marshal Stormblade, before seizing everything it had, including its loathsome creature of a son."
"Grrrr…" the demon growled as it began staggering back, seemingly disturbed. The horns released their victim as he fell to the ground, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.
