Just as the chimeras attacked me, something happened. Well, something always happens to me, so that was no surprise, but still. Anyway, a bright glow filled my vision, and a deep voice pounded into my head. The chimeras disappeared in a flash of smoke and sparks. Can't you make the cyclops go away to? I thought angilly, knowing this was the Gods' work.

"Child, we have spared you your life, and in return you must show us you our worthy." It said, fading as it finished. "Defeat the cyclops, and you-." It continued, stopping completely at the end. I stepped to the cyclops, and they seemed surprised, their one eye wide with shock and fear

I charged to the already injured one, bringing the rusty sword down on his foot. He howled and slammed his fist two feet away from me in response.  Grabbing hold of a long and charred dreadlock, I swung onto his shoulder, and plunged my sword into his collarbone.

While the cyclops froze in shock and pain, I jumped from his shoulder and snagged my tool belt, slipping it on. "Missed you." I half muttered, half laughed, glad to have my 'friend' back.
I dug my hand in, willing a sledge hammer to the top. Almost immediately, as if fueled by my sudden presence, I felt the solid form of the handle in my fist. The two cyclops stumbled back, not predicting the change in events.

I charged to Mama Gasket, and at the last second summoned a rope. I lassoed it around the hooks that several of the swords were hanging on. (I have no idea how I didn't miss... Magic. probably.) Wrapping the sledge hammer onto the rope, I pulled on the other end of my role and swung it straight into Ma Gaskets face. "Yeah, you like that!" I yelled as her face got smushed.

"Miserable Halfling." Ma Gasket muttered, charging me. I scampered out of the way, and then had an idea. I was faster that the cyclops. If I could collapse the ceiling and maybe leave in time to not get flattened. It was worth a shot. I scanned the walls for an exit. The only one I could see was a big metal door behind the cyclops. I would have to run around them.

Stepping to the right slowly, I acted as if I was trying to get to the wall. Daren blocked me, leaving the left side completely open since MaGasket was still rubbing her face. I ducked between his legs, throwing another hammer at a sword in the wall. The head caught on the hilt of the sword, ripping it fringe wall. Time seemed to slow down, and the red clay roof collapsed on top of us. I ran, faster than I ever had in my life, to the door. Wrenching it open, I flung it closed and sped into the doorway. I was safe.

An iris message shimmered in front of me, and a far millibar face greeted me.
"Clarke." I breathed a sigh of relief.
"There you are. Oh my gods." Clarke said, worriedly. "Where are you?" She said, looking anxiously at me.
"I don't know. Somewhere underground. Here..." I pulled something from my toll belt.
"You should have something identical in yours." I said, nodding to Clarke. She pulled it out too.
"Ok, type in Leo." I said, fiddling with mine.
"A subordinate logistic director! I've wants one of these forever. The name is random, it it's cool." Clarke said excitedly.
"Ok, it says you're in Cratoe. An island prison about... 15 minuets away from the other group. That can pick you up,  and you can have Ipetus fly you back to us. Or you can... Yknow, stay with them." Clarke said, akwardly.
"I'll decide later. Tell them to pick me up. I have to find the surface." I said, rushed.
"Ok. Don't die on the way." Clarke joked.
"I'll try."