Chapitre 105: Chapter 3: the raid (2)

"Gaaaaah!"

The big yellow oaf woke up from his stupor madder than a hooker who just ran out of cocaine to snort since dirt got into his precious singular eye causing great pain.

((This one's got quite the lungs…))

""I can deal with the ear shattering roar, the smell of your breath? Not so much...""

With the cyclop's guttural scream still ringing in his ears, Markus said mocking the beast.

""Hmm…if only you were a real cyclops and not a mirror construct of one, at least then your pitiful, pointless, derivative existence would be somewhat useful. Cyclop parts make for great alchemy materials…""

Markus was quite annoyed and lamented the fact that he couldn't loot the monster since it wasn't a real cyclops.

((This mirror reality is also really well contructed))

Markus took one more look around at the breathtaking scenery.