Badly

The fight with the spider was going poorly.

It had a few scrapes and scratches on its body, and two of its eyes had been destroyed by suicide runs by the goblins, but those hardly slowed it down.

The fact it kept spitting sticky webs at everyone didn't help the odds, and while it wasn't the most accurate, you could barely dodge with a bum leg.

As if taunting fate, it turned its head towards you, a goopy white rope firing at you as you threw yourself to the side, just in time for the web to hit the wall behind you.

Unfortunately, you weren't ready as it zipped down its line, getting within feet of you before you could react a second time as its fangs sunk into your side, no doubt poison already filling your veins.

Realizing you couldn't get away, you followed the example of the goblins who'd died before you, hacking away at the spider's head, barely doing any damage as another thin scratch opened.

You finally deciding to aim for the eyes. Regardless of the carapace, the eyes seemed much more prone to damage as evidenced by the rivulets of blood pouring out.

You swung down, managing to gouge out one eye with your blade before pulling back, trying to focus enough to use Imbue_ on your next attack. _You could barely make out a flickering blue hue to the edge as you swung down a third time, destroying a fourth eye as the spider wailed, releasing you as you stumbled back, blood and poison dripping from the wound.

The spider recovered quickly, however, and fired at you again, intending to finish you off as you tried to escape.

Thankfully, a brave goblin dove in the way of the attack, allowing itself to be caught as it disappeared between the spider's fangs, no doubt dead already.

Firing a second time, you had enough warning to dive to the side, biting down the scream of pain as rocks dug into your wound, However, you weren't the only one injured in the attack as the spider's web stuck to a loose boulder, which flew across the room as the spider tried to reel it in, smashing it into the spider's face.

Seeing the stunned look in its eyes, six of the remaining goblins dove on the spider, attacking furiously to little avail. The thin wounds had started to leak blood, but they were inconsequential on the monster, papercuts on an orc.

Rather than risk a repeat of the incident, the spider began to scuttle towards you. You tried to stand, to at least make a final stand, but the poison had worked its way through your veins, robbing you of any remaining strength.

Offering a final prayer to whichever deity might be listening, you felt a rumble in the ground as rocks started to fall.

As if answering your prayers, a massive boulder fell from the roof, crushing an entire side of the spider as it, well a scream didn't do it justice as you felt like your bones were being scratched by the sound.

"What the...?" You mumbled, your throat dry as you noticed the floating words in front of you, robbing you of any breath, and turning your blood cold.

Champion (Boba) has died. Will respawn in 59... 58...57...

Boba was dead, whatever had just happened, it had killed her, or was it her? You only just realized you'd never look at her stats after recruiting her, maybe it was time to change that.

As if in answer to your unasked question, you saw the scrambling spider pause, her? jaws rip open in an unearthly wail, "Mother... MOTHER!"

The frantic writhing stopped as the legs, began to dig into the ground, furrows appearing at the strength as the spider, fought to escape.

"You.. You... I'll kill you even if I have to drag you to the Netherrealm with me!" The spider wailed, her, definitely a female, legs grabbing hold of the rock below as she heaved herself towards you, the boulder not giving any ground as you watched with a terrified expression as with a sickening squelch, she ripped off two of her back legs on the left side, making her way slowly towards you.

With all hope lost, you could only sit and watch as **** approached on six legs, poison dripping from her fangs.

Closing your eyes to what was about to happen, you felt a second, much lower rumble as a deluge of bugs began to flee the mines.

If an army had come forth last time, it was truly a flood of hundreds of people sized ants running from the gout of flame that appeared moments later, chasing them out.

They cared none for whomever they trampled to ****, which included several innocent goblins who vanished beneath the herd, as well as the spider, who was not trampled, but lifted up and carried away by the current, screaming vengeful curses at you as the you tried to push tightly against the wall and not get swept away.

It last for another ten seconds before the rumble stopped and you caught your breath.

The last things you saw before exhaustion claimed you were three popups in rapid succession.

Level Up

Level Up

You have been cursed by a DarkWeaver!