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Grabbing wildly about for anything to defend yourself
against the beast, you grab the severed leg of a former
adventurer with one hand and hang on to the web for dear
life with the other. The spider slows in front of you,
as it tries to think of a way to eat you without a side
of left-overs. This gives you a chance to
run like mad, as you already
feel quite comfortably insane wielding a severed leg.
Also, releasing your grip on
the web would be preferable to becoming a late-night
snack.
There is a sword glowing an incandescent blue, which was hiding under a spare abdomen before you dislodged it looking for something to swing. |
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