Bellowing in fear, the beast darted away coming to a dead end. Taking advantage of the beast’s
shock, the prince’s sword came down deep onto its spine. The beast howled in pain, too scared
by the firework to react to the blow. The beast lay there, snarling and growling at the injury. In a
false sense of security, Theseus stepped back to take stock. Wrong move! The beast leaped to his
feet and barreled him over with one blow. Thesues’s mind darkened. He was growing weaker with
every scratch he was receiving. His vision began to blot out.
“No!” Theseus thought, “I can’t die like this, not when my country, my father, and Ariadne, is
counting on me.”
He angled his sword at the Nian and struck, leaving the monster sprawling to the stony
pavement. Struggling to his feet, the beast pounded towards him. This time, those deadly horns
will not miss. Theseus let out a cry and charged at him, sword at the ready. The son of Ageus
scored the Minotaur in the belly. The beast let out a gurgling groan and collapsed to the ground in
blood, its eyes blazing with fury and terror.
Theseus had defeated the Nian. He stared in awe, replaying the previous battle over and over
in his mind. A while after, the prince chopped the Nian’s horn, and tugged at the string of the
wool started to find his way out from the darkness.
When dusk fell upon China, King Ageus was sitting on his throne worrying about his beloved
son. When a guard rushed into his room and reported “the Prince is here.” overjoyed, King Ageus
climbed up to the top of the tower and looked out, far away in the distance, was a tiny speck of
gold, becoming bigger with every heartbeat. When the golden dot took shape into a human, the
King of china knew it was his son.
One month later, Theseus married Ariadne and lived happily together. Mongolia and China
united in the new kingdom called - Yuan, led by King Theseus.
