“Jason knew that this was beyond him. And some deep inside him rose. A deep knowing that he could take this the minataur. Sterlingly strong, the minataur stood with a knowing going in his eyes. This wasn’t his first rodeo. “Don’t fail me now” Jason thought as he gripped his staff ever tighter.”

“The minataur thrust himself at Jason. A tangled mess of limbs and horns, they jostled for position. Jason held the minataur’s head down by the horns. “I’ve got you now” as he moved to thrust his staff deep inside the … The world a twirl, Jason found himself on his back, lurching. Something gored him and the man-beast had struck the first blow. He had never felt anything like this before. The power. The grace. The yearning for release. He was no longer in control. When was the last time he wasn’t in control?”