As soon as Syl mentioned it, Stan pulled out his rope and hook.  "I'm ready when you are," he said.  "Hopefully the hook'll keep us together.  We'll need to climb fast regardless: this pick head is glorium, but the rope and handle aren't.  I won't need any help climbing," he looked at Kera as he said this, "I learned from the best."<br/><br/>When the eye levelled with them, Stan crouched into a ready position, unfastening his hook.  "Mathew, you get everyone to the ground!" he snapped.  With a quick few swings to build up momentum, he flung his pick forwards, aiming to shatter the eye, or at least damage it.  After his throw, regardless of if it worked or not, Stan sped the other way, trying to draw the massive thing off.