"Boom!"
A heavy wooden club smashed heavily into the soft snowy ground, creating a huge snow pit and scattering snowflakes in all directions. To call it a wooden club would actually be more akin to calling it a wooden hammer, for at the head of the club, there was a huge tree burl that resembled the head of a hammer.
The body of the wooden club wasn't held in the hands of a wizard; instead, it was growing from a large tree.
Yes, this wooden club was the weapon of a 'Tree Man'.
When the bull-headed creature with red, wild eyes began to crazily uproot trees, the young wizards didn't stop it. Instead, they cautiously constructed Defensive Magic Arrays, wary of the Minotaur's actions. In their eyes, the Minotaur's behavior seemed more like a kind of aftereffect of losing control.
Moreover, please, it was just a creature with a bull's head - could you really expect its every move to have some deep meaning?
So, they quickly paid the price for their prejudice and negligence.
