Down Goes the Spider

Focusing on the burn of your aura helps to ignore the burn of the poison. A burning blue fist remains at your hip as you aim your better side towards the Ariados, awaiting her next move. She appears to do the same when standing before you, hunched in her own damage and letting the seconds tick achingly by. Air fumes from your nose when eyeing any gesture she may give away. A step, a lift of her arm, and twitch of her backside abdomen; anything she could offer you visually, you calculate how to counter such a move. But something does catch your eye. It wasn't anything of her, but instead what was behind her. It looked like an empty stall space, with wooden beams and simple beeswax coating that leads to nothing but a wall, however, a glint distracted you from within it. Ever faintly, a tripwire is laced between the twin beams of the stall. Following it would reward an onlooker with pinned threads and a simple patch from above...but it was likely a net.

The stall is a practice spot for her traps...

You feel obliged to help her test it.

Valentina notices the faintness of your eyes looking past her. It's a mere moment, but a moment of distraction is all that she needs to fuel her fury. Acting on the impulse, a forward lunge of her venomous clawed fingers sweeps at you. The attack nearly rakes its full mark on you, catching your arm to inflict its poison were it not burning with your aura. The sizzle torches the harmful liquid away and recoils her hand immediately. "Hhh?!"

She expects a punch and readies her free hand, but it was her turn to be distracted. In a sudden dispel, the blue aura around your arm dissipates before her eyes and disrupts her attention. Unsure if you simply lost focus or were giving in, you brace the forearm strongly in place with her clawed fingers still latched around it, glaring to her. Your head bashes forward in a clocking headbutt just underneath her horn thankfully, dazing her to stumble back and release your limb. She grips the bruised spot in her stagger to leer immediately up, only to see the blue light of your arm burn elsewhere. You store the aura at your legs, walking with burnt pawprints to the wax floor when swinging a kick to smack under her chest, swinging a tit up to bark her voice again. A downward return axe-kick smashes her shoulder next, keeling her the other way before you roundhouse the kick against her opposite side.

It spins the Ariados in place, disorienting her immediately as you get a break of the momentum, all to just take a few steps back. Giving it your all when she manages to stop herself, you run forward at the pace you've gained now, dashing right up to her while the Trapsmith of the Golden Hive recollects her senses, and sees you for one final moment. You leap up mid-dash, swinging all of your momentum into your legs as you curl them in, delivering a surefire dropkick to slam into her chest and stomach. Your first dual-kick struck true earlier, but this one was for the triumph you had been denied.

Valentina blasts backwards in a rupture of the paws' aura, smashing right onto the ground into the stall. "Gyahghk! H-Hghh...hghk..." She digs her claws into the sides of the stall to **** her upper body up in the great effort of just staring you down. Her violet eyes show that same rage she had when you denied her the first time. Furious heat burns in her face as sweat trickles from her head, glossing the blood red hide of her figure. Despite her looks, despite her prowess, you've beaten her; a fact she would refuse to accept. "...Do not think...for a mere, foolish moment...that you are above me. Always and forever, you awful creatures outside exist to feed my queen and increase our brood. The Golden Hive will not yield to one mere Lucario. We bow to no one but her Majesty, and we will never cease our efforts to hunt you down! Be it my trap or my Queen herself, I'll-"

"-stop talking." You finish her statement for her when a snap sounds out. Valentina looks down, seeing her legs struck the tripwire and snapped it free from its bolt. Her violet eyes, for a mere second in time, reveal...regret. Her voice certainly carries her frustration although, as she's carried entirely upwards once the cord wraps around her ankles and swings her upside down. The pendulum swing is enough to clock her head to the ceiling itself, earning another bark of her mouth, but dazing her. The Ariados falls downward again, only for the triggered mechanism of her trap to unleash a lasso of webs. Silken cords tightly spin out of control, sticking around her limbs and spinning her body in place. The energy displaced naturally spins her in place, winding the cords tightly around at her body as the bolts of the ceiling come undone. In a yank of her body, her limbs flop with her, caught by another set of four bolts that unwind and rewind together. It hogties the Ariados' wrists and ankles together above her back, leaving her to finally drop in a bouncing sag.

Caught by her own trap, you bear witness to Valentina left chandlering within the stall. Her face is completely blindfolded and gagged with strands of silk blinding her vision, muffling whatever extra refusal she may have had in her chest leftover. A pathetic whine escapes her jaws, drooling over the silk and fighting her tongue against the barrier. But her work proves to be too difficult, even for her. The dazed spider sags in place with barely much of a struggle left in her body; her mind was likely battling consciousness right now. The bindings are specific especially. Her red breasts hang completely exposed, wobbling from the hanging droop of her body with a sweaty smack of one another by the last drop, but aftewards, they hang naturally in place with the beads of exhaustion trickling off their glossy surface. The trap's bindings keep her cleavage hugged and trace down her stomach to pinch in at her cunt and ass; the folds and crease tightly clenching at the silken rope teasing her, when it's intended to taunt her prey.

Hung in place with a drooped head, the moment finally calls for you to release that sigh of relief you wanted for so long. The fight with Valentina was done...at last.

...

Was that every fight you had to be worried about?