The writhing cyclops rose back to his feet as well as its eye seemed to sizzle with even a greater abundance of steam that brought its eyelids only to partially be opened. When considering a plan of action that could lead to the defeat of the agile cyclops, anything considering his own ability to execute it felt half-baked.
'He's insanely nimble for his size, and moves like an acrobat. On top of that, his senses seem to be elevated–I can't sneak up on him. In terms of assassinating it, that seems unlikely,' he planned.
"It's coming again," Charlotte told him, holding her glistening sword up.
As he stood there in thought, he found that they were separated from the other two, as Jasper and Nova were on the opposing end of the room, though the cyclop's focus seemed set on him.
"The next time it uses its eye, I'll hold it in place," Finn said.
"What? How?--" Charlotte questioned.
