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The goblin held out the piece of venison near the
minotaur's muzzle, letting it smell the food. Then he moved
the venison closer to the monster's mouth.
The huge nostrils flared and snorted. The minotaur
stirred slightly, then grimaced with pain. Its teeth were
bared as its lips drew back and it closed its eyes, but it
quickly forced itself to relax and open its eyes again.
With a carefully measured move, its gaze fixed on the machete that
the goblin gripped in his other hand, the minotaur opened its mouth,
revealing a set of teeth that rivaled those of the largest bear. Its
breath was unspeakably foul. Very gently, it took the venison and
began to chew.
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Four weeks passed. The minotaur recovered. The
kender was overjoyed and talked until the goblin dreamed
of killing him just to shut him up. Both goblin and kender
hunted now; the minotaur sat silently in the cave. Though
the minotaur never spoke, the goblin feared that the beast
would react violently the moment the two smaller beings
asked anything of it, so he worked more than he had ever
worked when it was just him and the kender, and he
grumbled about it under his breath. But deep inside he was
satisfied
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