Late one night I snuck out of the Centaur village.
I’d heard that the humans had created terrible new guardians, and I had to know the truth for myself.
And there, at the edge of the settlement, I saw them, bathed in the moonlight.
They were horrifying. Their bodies were a twisted parody of the lower half of a centaur, ending in a mockery of a minotaur’s face. They were the embodiment of chaos itself. And then one of them saw me.
The Chaos went ‘Moo.’
In a panic, I raced back home, vowing to never bother the humans again.

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