Darnand went ahead to look while Aravi spoke with Vera. The damage to the woman’s eye was a frightening sight to behold. It was another gruesome reminder of what they risked. A reminder of what they all did. Their enemies, past and present, deserving or not, lost more than an eye.
Vera retrieved her helmet with a sound of frustration on her lips, but didn’t put it back on. Aravi began to think this meant she was turning around.
“We had a deal, I’m honoring that agreement. I’ll fight for you until I get my pay. As long as I am breathing, you hired my whole self for the task. I can still fight . . .”
That’s more like what I expected. “Spiders. I can see that there is one of significant size, and they are usually attended by their young. It is impossible for me to determine how many. Shall I investigate?”
She froze immediately. It felt like one of the creatures was crawling up her spine.
Fetch. She wiggled to be rid of the phantom spider.
Why did it have to be spiders? She reached for her bow. The farther away she was, the better.
To Darnand she said, “Yes please. I suppose we wouldn’t be able to go around them?”