C409 Burning the Island

Fortunately, the little spiders that had fallen were no larger than the size of a palm. Yang Ming'er, though frightened, had no time to dwell on her fear. The only sounds were the incessant crunching beneath her feet as they crushed the spiders while fleeing northward. She watched in horror as her "children" were mercilessly trampled by the trio. The sight sent the giant spider into a fury