Ryuko quickly walked up to Effie and made a roll laying with her feet up into her direction. "jump on!" Ryuko said and as soon as Effie got on she quickly pushed her feet up with all of her power making Effie shoot up into the air towards the cyclops and herself making a backwards roll getting on her feet again. Now that Effie was flying up ryuko ran towards its feet jumping on the hed of one of the others and thrusting her blades into the flesh of the monster to stick to it and to slowly climb up.

Flying through the air, Effie quelled the bile in her throat, pushing it down with gusto, and readied her sword. Positioning it, she landed on a shoulder, next to another, and attempted to thrust into the neck with her sword. The Cyclops moved and her sword missed, imbedding itself deep into the upper back. With a groan and howl, the Cyclops tossed his head and the redhead slipped, her grip on her sword the only thing keeping her up. However, she refused to be a burden and, with all her strength, managed to climb up with hisses and grunts.

"HE'S WEAKENED FINISH THE BEATS" Cagan said as it thrashed and swung carelessly in fear, only wereing itself out more, though the weaker of the bunch would be knowcked around, a few running away as he jabbed into the meaty calves and tearing down with power. "effie, keep yourself steadied we need you there" Cagan mustered as his breath was running out with his shouts and attacks. "use attack spells now, we have this now" the boy let out as he came to the back and jabbed into the back of the knee and pulling down deep. "good job ryoku, you did well"

Kieran charged up a finishing spell, casting poison on his canines. With a sprint and an impressive jump, he lunged into the right side of the beast. His lupine fangs tore into the monster's flesh, dealing bite damage, spell damage and causing a lasting poison effect that would finish it off along with the continued attacks from the others in the group. Knowing their success in battle was nearly reached, he and Cana howled in unison. The sound filled the forest air with an eerie tone, causing some of the city folk to shift uncomfortably.

Hearing and sensing an onslaught of attacks nearby his home of a tree, Ventus hopped down from its branches and sprinted with enhanced speed towards the center of the fight. For him, the world slowed slightly as he looked up at what was left of a mighty cyclops. 'I'll end your suffering here..' he thought. As time returned to normal, Ven drew his blade, leaped up into a nearby tree, giving himself a boost, and the next thing everyone knew, he plunged his sword through the cyclops' head, killing it instantly. It fell to the ground with a loud, sickening thud. As the dust cleared, Ven sheathed his sword. "Rest in peace.." He murmured, running a hand through his hair.

Alir had gotten off of the Cyclops's shoulder before it fell. She stood up in the tree smiling slightly.

Running swiftly, bare feet slapping at the bare earth, Nyala leapt into the air with both swords aloft. She held them like a smaller person would a pair of daggers with points down. She assailed the giant's back with the blades, impaling them in his back like climber's pitons, as if she were going to scale the flesh like one would a mountain face of stone. Slamming hard against his back she clung on for dear life, letting her own weight provide the cutting force on the blades, dragging them ever downwards.

Screaming loudly, a ululating cry that resounded through the standing trees, Nyala hauled hard on one of the blades, drawing one out in a sluice of crimson blood like a river falling over a cliff.

"Die Jotunn!" she screamed, her very lungs aching with the expulsion, "Die!"

Then another warrior joined the fray and she was falling forwards. No, the Cyclops was falling forwards. She braced herself, placing her knee against it's back and when it landed she was on top as the other warrior smote it in the head.

The cyclops dropped to the ground with a long and hard crash, shaking the ground and nearly crushing a few solders. Cagan had sighed under his heavy breath. He was planning on there being monsters but if there were more like this they would be on the road for days, it would be a catastrophe of the highest proportions, especially if he were to have to house the young maiden from before. "good work men, check it's satchel if you please and move on"

Kieran shifted back into his Elven form to rifle through the monsters, satchel. He had no desire for material wealth, he would leave that to the others who were more eager for riches. He found a couple of black mushrooms with purple and black spots and smiled knowingly. With a chuckle he pocketed them into his own leather bag. He would walk on foot for the next leg of the journey, hoping to chat with the fierce barbarian woman and maybe some of the others that showed promise in slaying the beast. As an elf, he was quite tall and lithe, his toned muscles would allow him to keep ahead of the pack still.

Cana trotted over to Kieran, her muzzle bloody with pride. "You did good, girl" he said to her in Druidic and patted her on the head. She nuzzled into his hand lovingly and grumbled in that cute way that most canines can muster up.

"march on we have no time to dally" cagan said as he walked forward not looking if the others were willing to continue, he honestly didn't care if mostof them did, they were useless save a few. Despite being exhausted he didn't show it as he couldn't let the others see. Quickly he whipped the blood off his weapon and sheathed it as he walked. "comeon we've asted a good time now we must get to the city before nightfall"

Ryuko was still with her blades in the monster as it suddenly feel. Not knowing why how or what just happend ryuko pulled out her blades and just saw a big hole in the cyclops head and a mysterius man that propably did that. "..... i better just ignore this and walk on.... this smells like trouble...." she says as she quickly turned towards Cagan and ran up to him.

After the last night ryuko kinda got attached to him without really knowing why. She just felt secure around him finally having a male that wouldnt attack her in her sleep. Thats what she thought he would do at the beginning. So now feeling attached to him Ryuko quickly walked up to him and looked at him checking if he had any obvius wounds "did you got hurt in our battle against that monster? I could ask one of those forest people to get some plants to help you" she asks sounding like a worried mother.

Effie felt the beast tremble beneath her, her limbs quivered and her legs wobbled. Before she could completely fall, she pushed herself away from the Cyclops and flipped deftly in the air, attaching herself to a tree. Clinging onto it like a monkey, she carefully climbed down with her muscles aching the entire way. She removed the protective mask from her face, pocketing it on her belt and sheathing her sword.

"Finally." She breathed, walking towards the group, reluctant to rejoin the throng.

Ventus turned to face the attack party that had taken part in slaying the cyclops, his red eyes sizing them up. Most of them seemed very capable of carrying their own weight and making a living on their own. Perhaps they were in it for the thrill of the hunt and adventure. Regardless, he was rather glad that it wasn't him that was the target. Noticing the elven archer perched on a nearby tree, he looked up at her and let a small smile grace his otherwise emotionless face. Then, he simply stepped off the corpse of the late beast they had just slayed and looked towards the tree-line in the direction of the tree he had called home for a few nights. Before he made his way back, Ven said a prayer of sorts in the Elven tongue loud enough for a few people to hear, wishing the cyclops' spirit a safe journey to whatever afterlife that awaits it.

Alir nodded slightly and jumped out of the tree. She heard the prayer.

Katherin shook her head. "Well that was an interesting way to start a journey. I wonder what else awaits us." She said. She carefully made her way around the Cyclops. It had been an interesting battle. She had never battled a Cyclops before. They had all worked together pretty well. Atleast she thought they had.

Kieran brought his eyes to those closest to him. The few surrounding the cyclops and himself were the most successful in battle. Most fought with blade or arrow, but a few wielded magick like him. He stood up, feeling like maybe he should try to speak with them. If they survived this battle, they would likely live at least a little while longer through the journey... it might be nice to make a friend or two. Maybe not, men made bad friends, they weren't nearly as honest as animals. Even the beast they had just fell was more worthy of trust than the average man, at least it was honest about it's intentions. Maybe he could learn to make friends without trust.

After straightening his bag and unwrapping his hand-made spear, he held it out in front of him like a walking stick as he stood proudly. "You fight good." he said to the small group of them, his words were choppy and proper grammar was absent. His ears picked up a familiar tongue when he turned to continue on the march. Kieran turned his head to find the source of the Elven phrases, yet the speaker was a mere human. Curious... he thought to himself and moved on regardless.

Cagan stopped as he heard the prayers, he didn't understand them but he knew what they were. He stepped towards the new man whole know knew was not a part of there group anymore and was concerned on what he wanted of them. Though his weapon sheathed he kept a hand on the cloth wraps around his handle and pummel. As he walked closer he was surprised that for a human he knew elf language but it was none of his business why. "sir why have you followed us?Please state your business or be gone" He said with a frown.

Ventus simply gave the armored oath in front of him a blank stare. He felt his words would be wasted on this man and his lackies, but in the meantime, he decided to tell him the truth. "You disturbed my sleep with all your fighting and magic energy. I simply ran towards the source of the havoc. You know the rest..." After hearing the man speak Elven, Cagan may be surprised by how fluent his English sounds. Most likely, through common sense, they can tell it's his primary language.

Effie bared her teeth in silence at the newcomer, though she didn't expect him to notice. It was just her luck that another being would appear; it wasn't like there were enough oafs to avoid to begin with. Silently praying he would be on his merry way, she started to sharpen a knife - mostly out of habit and nothing to do - until it drew a thin line of red on her finger from the barest of touches.

"Gods give me patience." She hissed, leaning against a tree and hoping they would move soon. There was no time to dilly-dally.

cagan looked over the man as they shared there moods and thoughts of each other. The man seemed genuine but it was none of his business so he let it be. "very well sorry to disturb you" he finally said as he walked away and patted down on effie's head. "he's done nothing wrong let us move" cagan said as he eyed the boy. It was hard to keep himself from asking but he knew better.