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You **** yourself out of her embrace by pushing her mouth with your hand. As you do, shivers run from your hand to the rest of your body from the tingly feeling of a hairy thing walking on your hand. Then it slips out from between two of your fingers : a black spider with long hairy legs runs on your arm towards your head.

You quickly smash it dead before it reaches your shoulder with big spurt of red blood splashing everywhere. You put back on your hood and your mask to hide yourself in the sea of dancing and fucking of flesh. It's not just a club, it's also an orgy. Between two dances you'll see a blowjob or doggystyle, a girl fucked on the floor, a man eating another man's ass.

These people are in some sort of trance and some are infested with your enemy's spiders, maybe all of them.

Your mask covers your ears, your mouth and your nose for the purpose of protecting you from these things. You can't afford to put it down anymore.

You notice the man with the blue jacket entering a room upstairs. You follow him and crouch behind the door to listen to what's happening in the room.

"A spider died."

"It must be another power user. Could it be our recent target ?"

"Unlikely. His sister should have told him to go to a warehouse hoping to get you-"

"But would've been blown to bits by an explosion."

"Anyway, we have to deal with him."

"Well that's your fucking job. Figure that shit out."

"Alright sir."

You've heard enough. You pull out a hunting knife out of your pocket. You previously made it in preparation.

Weapon Body : You can make any non-fire weapon out of your body.

You burst through the door and quickly identify the people inside. There is the blue jacket man standing up and a fat man who looks like a chubby boy sitting on a chair beside him. You jump at the standing man before he has the time to bat eyelids yet he catches your hands.

You throw in a kick that he receptions with his knee however you manage to free your hands. You launch another kick but he dodges and punch three times. You jump on the wall to ricochet and punch from behind but he catches you and throws you on the ground. You quickly jump back up while launching a kick that he dodges and when right before your feet land on the floor he hits you on the head with a heavy kick that almost knocked you down. It feels like he kicked your soul out of you.

Your legs feel wobbly and the room starts spinning. The relentless guy goes at you without leaving you a single moment to breath and forces you in a defensive state when you were the attacker. You manage to pay and dodge most of his hits but each time you throw one of yours he responds three or four of his. Your newly awakened fictional skills pale in comparison to his. He must've been trained for that. He's the real deal. In a mere few seconds, you exchanged dozens of blows.

That's when you saw, in a fraction of second as if your brain froze time to make sure you saw it, a spider run through his eyes. Once you realised this man was being controlled, time went back on track.

The other dude is smoking his cigar on his chair while he's watching you fight. He's neither surprised nor bothered. He might be the one controlling the spiders. You jump over his desk. When the other guy jumps at you, he remains in mid-air for fraction of second, that's when you throw at his eyes the burning and the cold ashes of the man's cigar. While he's still blind you make your knife go through both of his hands like a skewer and nail it on the desk before throwing in your heaviest blow to knock him out cold.

You catch your breath back. These few seconds, maybe minutes were enough to drench you in sweat. You look at the sitting man. He's not smoking anymore. He's completely stunned to see his bodyguard defeated. You are shocked too. He was clearly stronger than you. You only got a lucky punch.

You have an earphone you put in earlier. You talk into it and say "Come get me."

But then the fat man looks at you with a worried face trying to look confident when he's scared shitless "Y-you think, you won eh ? Well I, well, well I have a few tricks up my sleeve."

That's when a swarm of spiders leaked out of the walls and the floor to come at you. The chubby boy jumped in another direction and screamed "EXPLODE".

In no time, dozens of minor explosion burst at you. You jump out of it but your outer clothes are burned and you feel your skin aching too. You throw your mask out of your face to try to breath. Your mouth throat and lungs are burning. It's so painful you just want to lie there in pain and drown yourself in cold water. You can't even talk or call for help. The fat man isn't in the room anymore. The door from which you came in is open.

You run after him to see the club filled with spider webs. He runs on them so you try to do the same but it explodes under your feet. The guy escapes through a back door. When you get out of the club he's nowhere to be found.

You lost him. You punch a wall in frustration. You try to scream your rage but the intense pain of your burning throat prevents you from doing that. You walk back to the alley from which you came to join Snoop.

You explained him that you had trouble with gangsters and needed his help. He was supposed to track your position on his phone and be ready to leave with you in your Mercedes at any time.

When he see him, you're so relieved to see that he's caught the fat guy immobilised under his weight on the floor.

"Saw that weird guy running. I figured you'd want to talk him."

You just show him your thumb up. He strips the man to make sure he doesn't have anything on him. He only had a pair of glasses. When you take them. The world around you vanishes.