Bab 100: Agonizing Conclusion

The two horns it displayed were lances of their own, dyed with the blood of past warriors who had fallen to it.

Releasing forward with its sturdy legs propelling it, the minotaur charged forward with monstrous speed, shattering the stone where it stood.

"Dunkel: Shad—"

Before he could utter the incantation, the man-bull collided with him as he used his sword as a makeshift shield. The collision drove his own blade into his chest, cutting into his pec as he bit his own lip to hold the pain in during the struggle. Both horns were being held back only by the trembling grip he had on his sword, wrapping his leather-clad fingers tightly around the handle.

"...Araphel: Weaken!"

Shouting out the spell's call in desperation, a darkness coiled around the minotaur's body, settling onto its skin.

As the spell took hold of its target, the beast became noticeably weaker, making the battle between its horns and Ren's sword much closer than before.