Scarlet grabbed his arm, but he almost immediately pulled it out of her grip.
"What is wrong he asked confused by the current situation.
"That's…that's a cyclops, they have bad eyesight."
"So they can't see the glamour spell, so what?!"
"No Desmond! It means they have a very strong sense of smell. It doesn't its eye…"
The monster growled as it began sniffing the air. It could see the glass, but it seemed to trust his nose more than his eyes. It then smelled something unusual in the air and that was enough to force it to draw a large silver blade, that glistened with a black aura that represented darkness.
Desmond squirmed. "Do you know any more about cyclopses? You know, like how to kill them?" he exclaimed,
"No, I only read about them and their weak points," she answered.
"So we're screwed?"
Not really," she said with a smile. "I am going hold him off, go find the lab and free the sword, and don't touch it!"
