Conquest Of The Fallen: Dark Dominions - Chapter 12: The Fixer [II]

... h shook visibly and Rafel cursed under his breath.

"Smelly hybrid cunts."

Rafel never did like Minotaurs. You couldn't get a single one of them to wash. The half-man half-bull oddities were mercs sold in Hel's black market to the highest bidder. They would soon turn to murder their own master if his adversary doubled their asking price. But something about the giant entity in the middle told Rafel this group of Minotaurs weren't working for money this time.

He could see t ...