A smooth, glossy black structure grows out from the monster of a minotaur you fall towards, taking up the great distance between a 1/16th of an inch airborne speck and the hairy expanse that makes up the rest of the muscular humanoid bovine. Using another stump as a kickstand, the minotaur's hoof is what you are blown towards. Fully capable of topping the sky-piercing monstrosity that is a wizard's tower with one idle sweep, the cleft cloven along the underside of his clopper now comes close enough to be called a canyon! No hope of being caught, there is no chance that the fairy would catch you after the trouble it caused... You caused. You are doomed to descend upon the smooth surface...
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