Btw Gagamba is Filipino for spider in case you were wondering where I got that name. Violent chapter coming up for you lovely people. J

The anger in the air was almost suffocating. Aelin stumbled backwards, tripping on a rock behind her and sprawling to the floor. Her palms stung, but she didn't dare take her eyes off the creatures working their way towards her.

"Rowan," she muttered under her breath, knowing with his Fae senses he would hear her, "I could do with some help here!"

She could tell they were about to attack. Who knew what they would do to her? They could tear her limb from limb if they wanted, and with the speed they possessed she couldn't do much to stop them. She flipped herself up onto her feet. The fire was smouldering beneath her skin, aching to be unleashed. If they caught her, she would be dead. So she wouldn't let them catch her.

A smile grew on her face, and a wicked spark danced in her eyes. This was what she was made to do.

Then, without warning, she launched herself at them.

She gave into the fire, became the fire, the sparks blazing. They clouded her mind until she became death in a burning inferno. A fireball flew from each of her hands, hitting two at the end of the line right in the face and sent them squealing backwards and tumbling into the ground. Aelin knew that they wouldn't be down for long.

The one nearest, a huge female with a red belly, lunged at her, pincers raised to stab through her body. She rolled as its jaws came crashing down, narrowly missing certain death. She twisted and raised her arms in a sweeping motion and sent a stream of fire into its eyes, blinding it and making it howl in pain. She ducked, just as a huge blob of poison shot from another's abdomen. It missed her, but flecks of it landed on her cheek as it whisked past. It throbbed with white hot pain. She threw a shield of fire around her, encasing and protecting herself in it. She pressed her palm to her cheek, hissing. She didn't want any more of that coming at her. She took a deep breath, letting the fire relax a little, taking a moment to recover. She knew she couldn't stop like this again or she would burn out. The fire fizzled above her, and a spider screeched as it burnt the tip of its leg.

The haven of fire disappeared suddenly, it fizzling and fading around her. She looked desperately around for the spiders but they were nowhere to be seen. Rowan stood a little way away panting and looking just as confused and worried as she was.

Where did they go?

I don't know. They were her, but then one signalled and they all disappeared.

Keep on your guard. We have no idea where they could be.

Rowan quirked an eyebrow at her.

I'll try your majesty.

She glared at him but didn't reply. He did have more experience with this sort of thing, but that didn't give him the right to be an ass.

She turned in a circle, her hand out, and lit a fire in a circle around her feet.

She had a feeling that this fight wasn't over yet.

Thank you again for all the reviews i've had. They really inspire me to keep writing :)

Sorry I didn't post yesterday, I was in London.