THE HORNLESS FACTION

"Yes!" Lord Mordian grunted. "I am the Aran Sereng - what will you do to me now huh."

The was an indistant chatter among the minotaurs both well and injured due to the fact that all of them including Koorban were shocked at the sight of Lord Mordian who now identified himself as the man that became the worst terror to their kind in a dispense of just eight years.

Koorban sniffed deeply then moved his face more closer to Lord Mordian's. "You have grown old." He began to move his fingers across his face trying to feel his skin that was a bit wrinkled and cold.

"Lord Koorban do you mean that this is the King of Blood, the harbinger of terror and death to our kind?" Another minotaur asked while looking uncomfortable.

"Unfortunately yes." Koorban replied flatly.

"Lord Koorban if you say this human that kind of looks like an old timer to me is the Aran Sereng, I think it would be in our best interest to cut him down as we did to Bjorfuran." Said Browneye who was holding his bleeding side wh
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