The hours until dawn passed quickly, with sporadic attacks two or three times an hour, as the farmers from the surrounding area, and those who had been on the run in the area, had all come to them after the second bellow by the Royal Rank Minotaur.
His effort seemed much more effective than the first attempt, and Karl wondered if there was something about the voice of Minotaurs that changed with their Rank.
Now, they had nearly a hundred Minotaurs in place and as the sun came up they were making plans to fortify this farm, so they could fall back to it as an emergency resource in the future.
"A trench line with a rake fence of spiked poles would slow down even a Giant Boar for a few minutes before it smashed them all apart." One of the farmers was suggesting.
