A few of the warriors lost their will to fight as they realized the hopelessness of their situation. They knew that even a single Minotaur was powerful enough to challenge their chief directly, and now, dozens were charging toward them. The sight of the largest Minotaur towering over the others with a menacing aura left them trembling in fear. Its sheer size and presence seemed insurmountable.
Despair quickly spread among the tribe members.
"We're finished! The Toda Tribe's end has come!"
"We're all going to die!"
Cries of hopelessness echoed through the village as the Minotaurs thundered closer, their monstrous forms looming ever larger in the minds of the terrified warriors.
Apollo remained calm as he observed the largest Minotaur with growing interest. This creature was indeed different, far stronger than the others. Its physique was immensely more powerful, a living embodiment of brute strength.
