As I stepped upon the sandy red floor, countless roaches swarmed out from beneath the stairs, being caught in spider webs surrounding the entrance.
The Minotaur wasn't far off apparently, as it immediately began threatening us in a weak, raspy voice as though it could hardly breathe. Perhaps it's only sick. I followed the voices for a while, thinking I would be the first to find it. After a long pause, a massive figure lunged from the shadows at one of the swordsmen, slamming a long, curving horn clean through his helmet and into his head, killing him instantly. It veered towards our lasher as he tried to bring his weapon to bear while standing against the wall, killing him in an identical manner, although not instantly. He was pinned to the wall for a second screaming until he finally lost consciousness and the beast flung him into our group. He probably bled to death, the poor man. The beast swung back to center and raised it's fist, swinging a rusty bronze longsword down upon one of the axemen, cleanly removing her hand as she tried to block the blow, then sliced her other hand in two, and then again to remove it, rendering her defenseless. It tortured her like this for a moment, slicing limbs, disabling her feet and forcing her to the ground, stabbing her in the groin and legs simultaneously. At this point the other swordsman charged the beast and managed to bury her sword deep in it's chest, cutting into the heart I can tell. She retracted and swung again, missing as the beast dodged left into a side passage, taking two more stabs at the axeman's lower body before it saw me running up to it. I swung at it's exposed arm as it stabbed the axeman in the upper leg again, and I believe I severed a nerve, lucky for such a shallow wound. It immediately backed off into the shadows as I and the swordsman advanced. That axeman must have been angry, she lunged ahead of me and swung at the beast again, missing, and being stabbed again in the other thigh. I stepped up and hacked the beast's foot, I could feel the satisfying destruction of bone far thicker and denser than any other races', and the thud of his massive body slamming into the ground. As it fell the sword in the axeman's leg came back to slash her across the eye and tripped me. I embedded my axe deep in the beast's side as it sprang up at us, severing it's lower spine. The beast stabbed the axeman in the arm one last time as she finally died of blood loss, while I and the swordsman took turns hacking at it's prone figure. Unfortunately the beast severed my companion's weapon hand, effectively removing her from the fight, although she stayed 'til the bloody end. I inflicted serious wounds on the beast, but it continued to attack my companion, taking her leg out from under her before I disabled it's sword arm. Bleeding profusely and unable to either breath or fight back, we made short work of the flailing sack of muscles and horn. It was then the beast threw us back and announced to us it's conquests, insulting my own comrades!
I couldn't stand for this! I propelled myself off it's leg on one fist, and bore down on it's head with my axe hand, cutting the skull cleanly in two. And so ends my last battle.
I was enraged, and ordered the hammerman who had followed me down the other passage to help the swordsman. I just couldn't do it myself, I would have hurt her. She got lucky though, for all her flailing and whining they finally stopped the bleeding. I then noticed up the passage that the beast had also murdered our bowman, her corpse draped over the shoulder of the pikeman, himself injured and weeping. I think they had something special between them... I did stumble upon the monster's treasury, where he had killed and eaten several of my fellow orcs. I took a pair of fine gauntlets, but I will not be fighting again, I'm done, and so are the others. Now is the time to burn our dead and go home.
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