Ian took out his sword of light and shadow. He jumped, using his magic power, and hit the cyclops on the shoulder. The Cyclops roared and pushed Ian aside. Ian hit a tree and fell to the ground. Max arched his brows and made a magic circle.
"BLUE STYLE: BRAINSTROM."
Suddenly, the Cyclops slowed down its moves. It seemed Max controlled it when everyone got the hope to defeat it; everything shattered. The cyclops broke the magical barrier with a roar.
"Damn it." Max murmured.
Theia unleashed a volley of arrows, each one finding its mark with deadly accuracy. Her eyes narrowed, her concentration unwavering, as she aimed for the cyclops' exposed eye. With each arrow, she sought to blind the creature and disrupt its attacks. But with every single arrow, the Cyclops dodged
Nikita shouted, "Theia, strike a lightning bolt."
