The panic set in almost immediately.
Velros and his Skyclaw Brotherhood had never faced anything like this before.
The Minotaur, now twice the size and anger, was bearing down on them, moving far faster than something its size had any right to.
Each heavy step of the beast reverberated through the twisting corridors of the maze, a deep, echoing sound that sent chills down the spines of even the most seasoned warriors among them.
Velros barked orders, his voice cutting through the panic. "Speed up! Use your magic! We have to outrun it!"
The birdmen of the Skyclaw Brotherhood, their wings flaring wide, each activated a win magic skill designed to boost their speed.
Immediately, their feet lifted from the ground, their forms becoming blurs of motion as they darted through the maze, faster than the eye could follow.
For a few heartbeats, hope bloomed in their chests.
