Re: Floor 12 - going down the stairs
Even though the ship didn't offer very much protection, she still breathed a sigh of relief when they finally reached it. At the very least it was safer than standing out there in the open, where the monster could easily kill them with one swipe. She shivered at the thought of death, which seemed too impossible to even be real. She tried to keep as low to the ground as possible, wishing that whatever spell had brought them here would take them back at any moment.
Cinderella was too busy watching its claws, knowing that she would only have mere moments to get out of the way if it did decide to strike, so she hadn't noticed the monster's weakness. All it took was a moment's distraction, however, for the creature's hand to come crashing down. She let out a strangled cry as a wave of sand threatened to blind them both, turning away and throwing herself to the ground in an attempt to avoid a further attack. She didn't care about her dress, not right now, not when there were more important things to worry about. She quickly scrambled to her feet, swiping at the sand on her face. "Its legs?" She blinked, focusing on the supposed weak spot with a sudden burst of understanding.
She watched helplessly as Sinbad circled around the monster with his saber, looking from him to the creature's legs and back again. It took a few moments, but she thought she understood - except the cyclops kept following him with that horrible eye. How was he supposed to get a clear shot at his legs? She sucked in her breath sharply, thinking about what the knights in her stories would have done. Maybe she couldn't fight, but she could help, as terrified as she was.
"You, sir monster! Look, over here!" She dashed out from her hiding spot with a loud cry, kicking up sand and waving her arms in an attempt to distract the cyclops. It wasn't the safest idea, but perhaps if it paid attention to her, it would forget that Sinbad was there. "Here! Come this way!" She took a few steps back, trying to keep her hands from shaking. Please, let this work, she silently prayed.