War For Larm Pt.X

A few hundred metres away from where the prison camp once stood, an army of cyclopes waited without budging an inch, watching as the fight between the West’s forces and their Best Warrior ensued. It was a heart-wrenching fight for the cyclopes to watch, as this was the herald of their god, Kalkiba, the god of the sky.

Standing in front of the army were 4 particular cyclops, 3 of which were a part of a council that had led the cyclops for a bit.

“This… this don’t feel right if ya ask me.”, the captain of military grunted, clenching his fists and resisting the urge to jump into the fray.

“That’s why no one asked yer, bimbo.”, the assistant, the young cyclops that served the king of the cyclopes muttered under his breath.

“Huh? What was that yer weak trash?”, military interrogated with a scowl.

“He betrayed us all! If he dies here, it’s all his fault!”, the assistant barked back.

“Huh? He didn’t betray us! He musta been forced ta do this!”, Military snapped back.