Frost armed with his secondary glaive was determined to take down the cyclops during this wave and the antics of the eldest rindar weren't going to stop him.
He twirled his glaive and wreathed the blade in a dense beam of cold flames, enhancing its cutting force. His tarnished robes and chakra armour also gradually start to repair, returning him to his glorious ice warrior image.
"Arghhhhhhhh!" The cyclops roared out as it swung with immense fury.
In Frost response shifted his focus to the cyclops and elegantly dodged to the side once again easily evading the beast's blow.
A couple fist sized rocks flew towards him the moment his back was turned but he was prepared. His body twisted allowing the two rocks to fly right passed him, being aware of the attacks made them far easier to dodge.
