Magic misfire

Fixing the creature with his best withering glare (and hoping he doesn't just look petulant) James focused his will and drew deep on the power he had used to transform the obnoxious builder into a German barmaid. He feels energy crackle through him building rapidly until it burst out of him and crashed into the bulky figure of the Minotaur.

James waited to see what the magic will make of the bull-man. Perhaps a constantly lactating cowgirl or a wimpy teen in a McDonald's uniform. Long seconds passed and... nothing. The creature looked at James, James looked at the creature and nothing happened at all.

"Ha ha ha!" it laughed breaking the awkward silence "Did you really expect that to work? This is my place, nothing can hurt me here. I'm the king of this labyrinth. I make the rules. I say who can come in and I say who gets to leave. So play nice Witch!"

He loomed over James backing him into a corner. James swallowed hard, obviously magic isn't going to get him out of this one and he can hardly fight this thing off.