The village in under attack by minotaur raiders

The long, dark brown hair of the huntress flowed behind her in the wind as she trotted up the hillside, -Stupid dress!- Venus thought to herself –Why do women wear these things?-, in order to move at even this jog Venus had been **** to tuck the hem of her dress into her sash, this left her long legs able to move freely, it also left her marble white legs bare from mid-thigh to sandal wearing feet.

As she began to near the top Venus slowed more and more, finally coming to a halt half a dozen yards short of the crest, the huntress was canny enough to not want to silhouette herself against the sky as she crested the hilltop. She dropped down to her belly and slowly began to crawl upwards, reaching the peak she settled herself into the midst of a patch of tall grass; she tried to slow her rapid breathing as she looked downwards, studying the valley and the village below her.

Not far below her, this side of the hill turned steep and rocky, the rutted dirt road descended to the valley floor in a series of narrow switchbacks before turning west and running arrow straight for perhaps a half-mile before entering the village of Reshin itself. Most of the area around the village was filled with fields of corn, the edges of the fields coming within a two dozen feet of the village outskirts.

Sitting alongside a wide, slow moving river the village itself was a standard enough affair, a little over two dozen thatched cottages grouped around a handful of larger wooden buildings with several wooden docks and pilings extending out into the river, in the distance Venus could vaguely make out several outbuildings and barns out amidst the cornfields, several of the village’s cottages were aflame and Venus could faintly make out shadows of differing sizes moving around the flames.

The villagers were in trouble and she was not willing to wait any longer, Venus quickly rolled herself over the top of the hill and half-slid half-crawled down the steep slope. When she reached the valley floor she shot to her feet and raced towards the shadows of a nearby cornfield, her sword in one hand the huntress settled herself into a half crouched posture and began moving again; creeping almost silently through the thick rows of cornstalks, heading towards the village and whatever was attacking it.

Coming to the very edge of the fields, Venus dropped to her belly and peered through the cornstalks at the nearby village, she spotted even more buildings aflame amidst the village, however now that she was closer she was able to get identify the shadows she had spotted from the hillside vantage earlier. The larger amongst them were Minotaur’s, the bovine race was easily identified by their size; nearly half again the height of an average human and they equally bulky, of course the two great bull like horns curving outward from their heads were also a dead giveaway. The smaller shadows were in fact the human denizens of Reshin village, Venus could make out several groups of humans with buckets attempting to contain the fires from some of the burning buildings, closer to her a trio of axe wielding minotaur’s stood with their backs to her, they seemed distracted battling a poorly armed group of human villagers.

The huntress’s sword glowed red with reflected firelight as she jogged forwards, seeing a flicker of movement the leftmost of the trio began to turn but it was too late, the monster hunter was already only a step away from it. Venus slashed her sword across the beasts gut as she moved past it spilling a flood of sausage like intestines, leaping high she rammed her sword deep into the neck of the second minotaur, dark red blood spilled from its mouth as the beast fell to its knees, one of its hands pawing weakly at the blade before going still, the last minotaur bellowed in fury and wheeled on the huntress flailing wildly with its axe.

The axe missed by a hairsbreadth as Venus frantically threw her body sideways, her sword had jammed in the neck of the second Minotaur and the huntress’s throat tightened with fear as the huge beast loomed over her before raising its axe to swing. Before it could do so a blur of silvery metal intercepted its arm and severed it at the elbow without a hesitation, the minotaur roared with sudden pain as its arm fell to the ground, the beast turned on the farmers behind it just in time to take the tines of a pitchfork the in the gullet, within moments the farmers swarmed over the massive bull-man weapons flashing in the firelight.

Pulling her sword loose from its resting place in the throat of a Minotaur, Venus trotted forward and pressed herself against the rough wall of the cottage, sinking into a crouch Venus peeked her head around the corner of the building. Perhaps thirty yards down the street from where she crouched another trio of the bull headed raiders was standing in front of a smoldering two-story wooden building, Venus could see that these three had taken human prisoners, one of them had a moaning, naked young woman bent over a rain barrel and was pounding a massive cock in and out of her tiny snatch, the other two of the beast-men stood with their backs to Venus, they were watching the first and seemed to be cheering it on.

Darting from one shadow to the next Venus was able to rapidly close the distance on the distracted trio with little difficulty, the hunter ducked into the shadow of an overturned wagon less than five yards behind the duo of minotaur onlookers, after taking a moment to settle her racing heart Venus spun around the corner and crept forward at a snail like pace. Settling herself into a huddled ball an arm span from one of the bull-men waited, she had time it almost perfectly for only a moment after she had arrived the woman being plowed threw back her head and wailed in ecstasy, followed a moment later by a deep roar from her minotaur lover.

Even as the thrusting minotaur was roaring Venus was moving, still in a crouch she suddenly spun to the side, her sword slashed deeply across the minotaur’s Achilles tendon, the beasts howl of agony was almost drowned out by its fellows own victorious roar. The second Minotaur turned with impressive speed, its axe moving in a viscous slash that would have decapitated the huntress had she been standing. As the axe passed over her Venus uncoiled from her crouch, shooting upwards and stabbing her sword into the throat of her foe; as the minotaur fell to its knees Venus leaped over its falling corpse and spun to face the last of the three minotaur’s, the beast-man roared in fury, scooping up its axe from the muddy ground it raced towards the hunter.