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. The
speck was still there, but it was now just close enough to be
identified.
It was a boat.
He heard the minotaur groan softly and looked at him.
The massive creature stood up and stretched. His animallike
features contorted in an attempt to frown. "Thus it begins
again. For their sakes."
The words did not seem directed to Torbin. Rather, they
were unconscious thoughts accidentally spoken out loud.
The minotaur peered intently at the incoming craft, as if
assuring himself that it was really there. He then bent over
and began selecting the best of his woodwork.
Torbin reacted instantly. If the passengers on the boat
meant trouble, he was more than willing to lend his strength
to that of the minotaur, whom he had come to think of as a
kindred spirit. To his surprise, however, a hand prevented
him from drawing his blade. He turned to find himself
staring into the bottomless, dark eyes of the man-beast.
"The feeling is appreciated, human, but I cannot permit
you to risk yourself. This is my battle. I ask that you only
observe." The minotaur would not remove his hand until
the knight had sworn an oath.
With incredible speed, the boat made its way toward the
shore. Though he should have expected it, Torbin was still
taken aback by the crew's appearances
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