Book1:TeDream-Maker (第532/711页)

il，thattheonlythingthatomentarilystopthemonsterwastheirfleshandblood．ThenativesbattledonceouslyagainstalloddsinloyaltytoKingDimitriandtoprotectthecelestialnymph-likebeauties．Theydiedindroves．Acloudofsmokehungintheskyabovethebattlefieldandwithitcouldbeheardsuppressedandindistinctsoundsofmuffled,passionatesobs．IleenwasimmediatelyonthealertandpoiouttoCyclopssaying，

    "Thatcloudofsmokeistheembodimentoftheevilflobythecave．Cutitwithyoursword!"Cyclopsthrust，stabbedandcutrighta，butthemetalswordcouldnotcutthroughtheintangiblesmoke．Theworld’ssharpestswordthatcouldpiercethehardestmetalotecameintotactwiththesoftestandlightestofsubstahesmokeparted，onlytoetogetheragain．Thecloudofsmokedriftedtowardsthep