Daring Do and The Obsidian Feather

"As a matter of fact, I am," you snarl, preparing for what is to come.

The Minotaur guffaws with laughter. "You, filly? I suppose I needed a good punching bag." He cracks his knuckles. "Let's go."

The bartender gives a worried glance at you, and you flick an ear to assure him that it's ok. He smiles fakely and stares at the Minotaur. Bloodhound watches with interest, pushing the unconscious mare off of himself. The whole bar has stopped to watch the spectacle of a seemingly small and fragile mare challenging a large and imposing minotaur.

The minotaur swings at you but you dodge with ease, leaping back with your wings aiding your balance. The minotaur snorts and throws another punch at you, but you step to one side gracefully. You forcefully counterattack with a viscious right hook, catching the minotaur off guard. He puts a hand to his jaw briefly as blood trickles from his mouth. He growls.

"Before I was going easy on you, filly. Now I'm serious!"

He gives a mighty battle roar and charges at you, fists swinging in a flurry of movement. For a pegasus, evasion is simply a matter of going up, which is exactly what you do. You gracefully glide down and land behind him.

Unfortunately, he anticipated that. He whips around suddenly and catches you off card with a swift punch to the face. You rear up attempting to dodge and it connects with your gut instead, winding you and causing you to retch.

The minotaur laughs. "Give up?"

Do you?

Back down

Stand and fight