The man Briareos had sliced grabbed at his neck frantically. As Briareos stood over him in a flimsy shadow, the man looked up to see his own blood dripping off the broken glass. His eyes were not scared as he reached for Briareos' legs aiming to get him off his feet like he had earlier. He succeeded in knocking him on his back, but not for the Titan's lanky leg swinging to his jaw and flipping himself back over like a writhing snake. That bottle made another slash this time against the man's face, clear across the eye. The man scream of pain. Ky had her hands full, but at his friends howl he wiggled from her and turned to Briareos.