Tsume watched with a mix of awe and horror as the minotaur tore through the equine's like they were nothing. If he'd been given even a second to speak before the minotaur lashed out, he would have asked that the equine's be spared from death. Of course, with Wrath, there was little chance of that happening.<br/><br/>"I-I am Tsume, Lord. My boon is to summon. I apologize for summoning you to a battle lower than yourself, but I had little choice."<br/><br/>While he spoke, Tsume was inspecting the minotaur with fear. He knew the bane, he knew what he would have to do. But the minotaur was massive, brutish, and a bit foul-smelling. It was not something that he was at all interested in. Maybe, if he was lucky, the minotaur wouldn't press it.