Minotaur

After a few hours and a good amount of boredom after learning that you can't speak bull, Maroo comes back in with a large syringe full of a light brown liquid, she comes up to you "well, here we are, the mino-syrum! Thank you for being so patient, now hold still." she jabs the needle into your neck and pushes down, as you feel the liquid flow you pass out, but you are starting to feel more human again...

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