You have been awaiting this challenge...

I Empower in order to Question

Commanding Fearlessness

I Seal the Output of Intelligence

With the Overtone tone of Radiance

I am guided by the power of Flowering

For quite some time now, you know that minotaurs have been inhabiting these parts. You reach into your cloak and take a pinch of dried serpent's blood and throw it at the minotaur. "A race of beasts you once were; Annointed with the blood of the demure; Meekness will overtake you; and your wings show grow pure!" Upon completion of uttering the magical phrase, the minotaur's form twists, twinge, and then shrinks into a small winged form. He casts one last glance at you as he disappears into the neighboring wood.

Male Pixie by The-Fingrid

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