Snuff the flame

You quickly bury the top of your torch into the webbing to put out the fire before the monster catches sight of it. Your heart pounds distinctly in your ears as you recollect what you just saw. A giant spideress stood over the encased body of some humanoid creature while she entwined it from her spindle. You can still hear the pleas for help coming from the bound mouth of her prey, but at least it's not you trapped inside of there. You have valuable moments to plot your next move on how you intend to save the Drider's paralyzed victim.

"You must remain still, my sweet~" she torments the vigorously wriggling fighter before a soft inhale reaches your ears. You can discern the difference in tone as the energetic wails for freedom turn to unmistakable sexually charged moans. The victim was immediately brought to high-pitched yelps begging for more.

"Breed me! Fill my pussy with your eggs, Mistress!"

Just mere moments ago, the very same captive was fighting vehemently to escape, but now they were keeling to the inevitable. Your mind reels at how powerful that toxin must be and how you should do everything you can to avoid it. It would be in your best interests to escape now while you still have the opportunity to and be done with this mess.

On the other hand, you can raise your sword and do battle against this foe and free the girl for a future companion. Having another to aid you would be invaluable.