The cyclops, now almost blinded in its one eye, roared in anger as it swung its massive chain wildly in Stark's direction.
"CHAIN WHIP," almost like a snake, the chain perfectly targeted the human, as if it had a conscience of its own.
Stark dodged with ease, his movements fluid and precise, his crimson aura burning brightly around him.
"ALL-SEEING EYE!" but the cyclops, even though its eye was bleeding, opened it as much as possible, allowing it to follow Stark's movements perfectly.
And so…
~FWISH~
"CHAIN WHIP," using the momentum, it turned its wrist, meaning that the chain came back to wrap itself around Stark.
"Crimson Spears," but the boy just summoned three spears while the cyclops was distracted and sent them at the eyeball.
'…!' the cyclops saw it coming, and it feared for its eye so it immediately half-abandoned was it was doing.
