>The monster army cheered for the Minotaur, but the sound died when I dodged his first swing and sliced his axe in half, right between the handholds...I spun and kicked him in the snout. He staggered backward, trying to regain his footing, then lowered his head to charge.

>He never got the chance. My sword slashed-slicing off one horn, then the other. He tried to grab me. I rolled away, picking up half of his broken axe...He charged me, and I ran for the edge of the bridge, breaking through a line of *dracaenae*.

>The Minotaur must have smelled victory. He thought I was trying to get away...At the edge of the bridge, I turned and braced the axe against the railing to recieve his charge. The Minotaur did not even slow down...He looked down in surprise at the axe handle sprouting from his breastplate...I lifted him by the legs and tossed him over the side of the bridge.

*pg.187 TLO*