Aelin was on her feet in an instant shifting as she did so, a blinding pain flashing through her ears and mouth. She felt here fire magic well up inside of her, flickering and ready to be unleashed. In the darkness all she could see was a giant black shape looming up in front of her, getting closer and closer. Quickly, as Rowan had taught her, she flicked a dagger into her hand and unsheathed Damaris from her side. She steadied her breathing as the spider scuttled closer, trying for the infinite stillness she could never master the way an immortal could. She took in all its hideous features from its eight bulging eyes to its eight black skinny legs, scanning for a weakness, any sign to give her an advantage against this monster. It was only then she realised that the spider had brought friends.
One moment she was upright, the next she was hoisted into the air by her ankle, Damaris falling from her hand and clattering to the ground. A muffled cry escaped her lips and she clung tightly to her dagger, refusing to let it go, even as the spider holding her shook her up and down. She could feel her magic burning into it, the pommel starting to melt into her hands, and she took a deep breath to calm herself.
'I would like to purchase some Spidersilk,' she said, but it came out less nonchalantly than she had hoped.
One of the spiders in front on her turned and studied her with all eight of its ugly tiny eyes. It didn't say a word but Aelin guessed that the two or three other spiders around her understood what she had said as well.
And then, without warning, they set off.
Heyyy guys! Im really surprisedand appreciative that so many people have viewed my story! its really surprisingi thought id get about 3 people :) lol. i'd love it if any of you leave a review and it would make my day. xxx