We avoided the tentacles through our methods and defended those we couldn't dodge as it attacked.
A spindle needle of metal begins to form in front of me.
It is forming quite slowly.
So slowly that I could have summoned thousands of them by now. Even my eyes got attracted to the tiny thing and wanted to destroy it, but I had protected it by defending and dodging the attacks.
The Eye seemed to feel the danger of it and spent considerable tentacles to attack me, but they were not able to touch the needle in front of me.
The giant eye might suspect or even see what I am doing, but I am not the only one who is fighting it. There are five more who are resisting its attacks and have even formed a semblance of teamwork to attack it.
Even when the Grimms wanted to score more; they also realized they couldn't do anything to it, without the native's help.
