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Time slowed, and your spider sense kicked into overdrive in order to help you find a way out of this.
Thinking fast, you focused on your blood tendrils, and ordered them to draw together. The spider legs did as you bid them to, and, to your surprise, they even seemed to be doing exactly what you had imagined in your head.
The blood constructs came together and coagulated into a single, thick tail-like apparatus. You didn’t have time to get a feel for it. Rajang was going to smash you into a crater at any moment!
You reared back with the large blood tendril, flexed it until the tip became rigid and sharp, lowered your shoulders and struck out with it! The tip went straight through Rajang's torso, and all the momentum it had built up for that spin was starting to push you closer and closer towards the edge of the arena. The bull monkey-thing's eyes went wide in shock, and he let out a strangled groan.
Hardlight cubes cracked and shattered as your feet struggled to cling to something so that you both wouldn't go over. A cluster of weblines flew from both your wrists, slowing you down considerably. If not for your new diet, you doubted your webs would be able to withstand the weight of this thing. Not because they weren't strong enough, but because you hadn’t the time or the room to create a more structurally stable web construct.
But, as fate would have it, luck was on your side. You skidded to a halt only a few feet from the edge. Rajang's body was already beginning to derezz, and you tried to let him down easy so that you could retract your single blood talon, but the floor gave out on you before you could do anything else!
If there was any bright side to this, it was that you were still holding onto the weblines you'd sent out earlier to kill your combined momentum. The lines went taut and bit into your hands, but not enough to draw blood, even with half a Rajang hanging off your tail.
Your friends below cried out in alarm, and it was all you could do to hold yourself up while Ember raced to recycle her creation into something that could prevent you from falling. After a few more seconds of holding on your life depended on it, you felt the extra weight of both Rajang and your blood tendril disappear. A quick look back showed you what remained of your super-sized spider leg retreating back into your body, while Rajang's recycled pixels formed a hovering platform under your feet.
<span class="mu-r">“Sorry! Sorry.”</span> Ember said, sounding genuinely penitent.
<span class="mu-r">“It's cool. We're both in unexplored territory here.”</span> you said, testing the ground under your feet by lightly stomping on it. <span class="mu-r">“And I mean that literally, by the way. I have no idea what's in here.”</span>
Ana breathed a small sigh of relief.
<span class="mu-g">“It is my turn to fight the beast!”</span> she shouted up at you.
<span class="mu-g">“Lemme go a few rounds!”</span> Flint added. <span class="mu-g">“How many ninjas can you make?”</span>
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