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The muscles in Jaek's arms bulged and pulled taught beneath his skin as he matched the bull's strength. These creatures were almost shear muscle and raw power.

"The loss of me is more dire for you," the Frostarian sneered, getting his face closer to the Minotaur's so they could smell each other's breath. "Not only do you lose the benefit of those connections..." Again, that sadistic grin of Jaek's spread across his features, baring his long and pointed canines, "But you now have me pursuing your head as my prize." The Nephilim forced the blade of his foe's axe down so that the points of their weapons dug into the floor at their feet. He pressed his head up against his adversary. "And you know how relentless I am."