You were the owner of a farm where Corriente bulls were kept and bred specifically for rodeos, and soon a new strong male was supposed to come to you.

As usual, a metal van arrived, which was fairly shaking, it looks like the bull inside was really aggressive and strong. After parking the van at the gate of the paddock, it was abruptly opened and not quite a bull ran out, it was a centaur with bull horns.

The sharp horns shot into the sky, and sweat from a fair fight in the van shone on his muscular body in the sun.