From the shadows and under the roots, something emerged from beneath the ground. Eight legs, armored black and gleaming, rose from the dirt. A spider?—no, a monstrosity, the size of three large vans stacked on top of each other. Its fangs dripped like steel daggers, but the most unsettling detail was that it had no eyes, not even a single one.
"KREEEEE—KRIK-KRIK-KRIK-KRIK-KRAAAAH!"
A powerful gust of air blew, so strong I almost lost my balance.
I exhaled, stunned.
"So… this is what they've been feeding the missing townspeople to? A spider? But how can a spider even be a Path Animal? They're supposed to have transformative traits—creatures capable of ascending into dragons…"
I glanced at Morad's fishbowl. "Then again, I do have a mana beast in a bowl. At this point, I guess anything is possible."
