Answer:
The 8 of us go forth and back to protect our king from a foes attack
I go in hard, come out soft. Blow me hard and I'll make a pop. What am I?
I can be sweet or sour. I do not rhyme with any other word
My teeth help me suck.
Lovely and round I shine with pale light grown in the darkness a lady's delight.
What made Cyclops quit teaching?