The subterranean pit shook with primeval fury as the Spider-Mother lunged downward from the ceiling, her front scythes cleaving through the darkness like twin obsidian blades.
A deafening acoustic roar erupted from her gaping mandibles, unleashing a wave of sonic distortion that turned falling gravel into dust.
Toxic vapors curled from the creature's jagged fangs, poisoning the stagnant air with an overwhelming stench of alkaline decay that made every breath burn like fire.
Hajin stood firmly planted amidst the churned mud, his eyes tracking the descending bladed appendages without a single tremor of hesitation.
He knew that within the enclosed architecture of this subterranean hollow, no mortal footwork could outrun a ten-shard predator whose web spanned miles of bedrock.
Attempting to dodge backward would merely drive him into the pre-strung anchor cables waiting to entangle his feet along the rear perimeter of the cave.
