Ross backed up with a sinking feeling as the huge spider took a step forward. He jumped when the heel of his boot sank in the soft soil. The sound of a loud hiss and the smell of rotten eggs filled the air.
“Come to me,” the spider hissed.
Shock swept through him. “What the f**k? Spiders can talk here?” he exclaimed in a startled voice.
“I can give you power,” the spider replied.
Ross raised an eyebrow and warily stepped back when the spider slowly advanced. He gripped the long stick with both hands and held it out in front of him. He didn’t even bother trying to make sense of the fact that he was preparing to battle a talking spider the size of a Sherman tank – and that he was more than likely going to die. His only thought was to give Gem enough time to get far away.
“Yeah, well, yo
