Shorus felt sorry for the poor Elderborn soldiers, with such a crazy leader they stood no chance. Shorus remembered his own idiot captain and the reason he left the Minotaur militia and his home village..
But a war is a war, and if he won't be able to destroy the enemy soldiers, they will destroy him and his friends, so without hesitations the Minotaur waved his axes and the head of the last guard rolled to the ground.
Shorus looked at Kylmi from the corner of his eye and a grimace of horror appeared on his already not so pleasant face. "No!" shouted the Minotaur as he passed the dismounted Nymph and jumped into the tent before she could enter it. It was not Shorus's first attack on an Elven leader's tent and he knew what can be inside, that was the reason he told Kylmi that he will be the one entering the tent and capturing the mad Prince when they talked earlier. A loud explosion thundered from within the tent and Shorus flew out of it, landing by Kylmi's feet. The Minitaur's face was scorched and he was holding 2 Elven fire crystals in his hands. "Now it's safe!" said the Minotaur to Kylmi and passed out. When Shorus regained consciousness Kylmi was already standing above him, with the mad Prince entangled in vines on the back of her monster horse. " Shorus is feeling fine! said the Minotaur to the concerned Nymph while getting up on his feet through the pain. The Minotaur understood that Kylmi has better chance to get out of there alive without a wounded Minotaur by her side. "Strong like always! Roared Shorus and waved his axes. The Kelpie looked at Shorus with disrespect and giggled. "I will see you in a soup before you will see me dead!" Shorus answered the monstrous creature. "Go, Shorus will be good!" said the Minotaur to Kylmi in a confident voice. After that the Nymph rode away.
Shorus felt the blood dripping from his wounds into his armor as he turned away towards the shadows, but there was something in his supply bag that was worth the trouble, while in the tent he found the mysterious goddess's holy symbol. That little piece of wood will finally tell him and his friends who are they dealing with.
As Shorus's blood got absorbed by his armor, something unusual has happened. Something that haven't happened since the days of the first worldbreaker.
The armor suddenly changed and with outstanding precision enveloped the Minotaurs body. No more gaps between plates, the pieces of steel chain that Shorus used to connect the parts of the helm to make it fit to his not human head have fallen to the ground as the helm became an exact match to his head. Even his horns, tail and hooves were now protected by the black alloy of the armor.
Shorus understood that the armor has now found him worthy.
The Minotaur quietly followed the shadows and avoided the moonlight as he made his way out of the Elven camp, it seems that Kylmi's wall of thorns have done it's job and prevented the Elven soldiers from following long enough for him to disappear into the darkness. His armor as if it had it's own intelligence had tightened in all the right places and acted both as a pressure bandage to stop the bleeding and as a support for his broken ribs.
It took him a while but finally Shorus managed to arrive to Hazim's camp, he wasn't fit to fight at the frontier in his current condition, so he looped around it and crashed at the rear of the camp. One of Hazim's healers has recognized the Minotaur and attended him, Shorus didn't remove his armor, because now he didn't have to. The Minotaur just willed the armor to open like a shell and allow the healer to access the wounds, and the armor obeyed.
While lying inside the first aid tent and getting treated for his wounds, burns and broken ribs Shorus asked for the guards to call Hazim. "I have something important to show him." said the Minotaur calmly.