- 4 people run past me with spears and I turn - what's up? Spear man1: cyclops's! - runs to the forest - - I follow them sword in hand -
- watches as the last of the spear men get ripped to shreds and 5 cyclops appear in front of me - why do I always pull the short straw!
Me: dad a bit of help here... Cyclops1: - goes to swipe me - Me: - Side steps the swipe thrusting my sword through it's heart -
- tries to pull the sword but can't - oh fuck - sprints off as the 5 cyclops's disappear into the forest -