The queen casts her spell on Mike the centaur.
Magic crackles in the air and strikes him in the chest.
The queen kackles maniacally and is shocked when the magic gathers on Mike's chest and bounces back striking the queen on the forhead.
She shrieks in agony and screams out, "Oh no! Not the ring!"
Quickly the queen transforms not into a Cow-taur, but a full natural cow with no human intelligence and now magical powers.
Bessie, as she would ever after be called, moos irritably because she needs to be milked.
With the evil queen now a milk cow and her magic scattered to the four corners of the universe, her evil is undone and all return to their original forms.
Mike looks down at his ring, "Wow! Who'd have though a ring of reflection could come in so useful?"