In the history of bad ideas that I have ever had, this probably took precedent over them all; it wasn't a smart thing to do, especially as I didn't exactly know how powerful or resilient this b***h of a giant spider was. But I was a soldier, courage, honor and loyalty, those were the creeds my uncle had raised me with. There was no running from a fight, especially when the lives of my friends were on the line. The passive strike for the gauntlet did its job as I watched a small shock go through the body of the giant spider. It wasn't so powerful that it left her incapacitated, but it was enough to bring whatever skill she was about to use to an end, as her attention was once again set upon me. A giant spider leg came for me, and I basically relied on instinct as a string of hardened spide

