Stabbing the Minotaur

The bull-man screamed and flung me through the air. | landed flat on my back in the grass. My head smacked against a rock. When | sat up, my vision was blurry, but | had a horn in my hands, a ragged bone weapon the size of a knife.
The monster charged.
Without thinking, | rolled to one side and came up kneeling. As the monster barrelled past, | drove the broken horn straight into his side, right up under his furry rib cage.

TLT ch.5