For a human to have the gall to step into the Hall of the Minotaur... A creature twice your size comes out before you. His torso is human, yet his head and legs are those of a bull, and his mouth and nose form a human skull. Over a thousand and five hundred years have passed since I formed the pact with my master... You are either truly skilled or a fool indeed to ignore his warning. He tenses up, fully prepared to fight you. I will dine on your blood that wishes to mingle with the Unclean!