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The warhorse's great speed quickly ate away at the
distance between Torbin and the minotaur. The knight saw
his adversary stand at first notice of the noise and turn
quickly toward him. The minotaur was unarmed, but there
were a large number of long wooden shafts beside it. The
man-beast could easily reach one of them long before
Torbin came close enough to strike.
Nevertheless, the minotaur made no move toward its
weapons. Torbin's grim determination gave way to puzzled
indignation. He had never struck down an unarmed foe. It
went against everything he considered honorable, even
when fighting a creature such as the minotaur.
They would close soon. The minotaur had still not
reached for a weapon and, in fact, looked ready to die. With
a sudden curse, the young knight pulled sharply on the reins
of his horse, trying desperately to go around the creature
rather than run into it. He did not think even a minotaur
could survive the blows of a trained warhorse if the victim
had no intention of defending itself.
The horse finally allowed itself to be turned. For several
seconds, man and steed whirled wildly around as the horse
fought to rebalance itself. Torbin lost his sword in an
attempt to keep the reins from slipping from his hands
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