The moment the Arachne woman looked at him, Rune felt it. Those six blood-red eyes locked onto him, filling him with a deep sense of dread.
His body moved instinctually. Involuntary but stupid nonetheless. And before he knew it, he was charging forward with sword in hand. Rune fight or flight response had activated, and in that moment, his instincts had judged that if he did not fight he would die.
It all happened in an instant. He had barely crossed the gap between them by half before something exploded in this path. Something massive slammed down between Rune and the Arachne woman, sending him flying.
'What was that!?'
The blow hadn't been a direct one, but it felt like it was. As he sailed back through the air and rolled across the rocky floor, his entire being was filled with pain. Once he finally came to a stop, Rune found himself looking up from the flat of his back, and he coughed and split up blood.
"Ghk-kuh!"
