In the torchlit room, shadows from the blue flames moved across ancient stone walls and set a cold stage for the impending battle.
Todd and Pegasus, now back to back, braced themselves against the relentless onslaught of the Minotaurs.
Each beast bore the sinister marks of Anger and Madness on its fur, proof of the dark magic twisting them forward.
With a determined grit, Todd's skin, a unique blend of green hues that bespoke his heritage, shimmered slightly under the intermittent torchlight.
The subtle glow highlighted the tension in his posture as he flexed his fingers, preparing to deflect any incoming attacks with his innate ability.
His eyes, alight with determination and caution, scanned the advancing horde for any sign of weakness.
The Minotaurs, undeterred by their previous losses, charged once more, their axes glinting with a malevolent light that seemed to draw in the shadows around them.
