The only weak points you can find are the joints. You leap up and slash off one of its legs. The appendage falls into the abyss.
DAMAGE: -3
The sand coats Arachnea, polishing its head and legs to a red shine. Its abdomen is hardened into obsidian, and the black glass surface is covered in splotches of red and white. Its fangs drip with black venom.
If there ever was a time to fuck up badly, this would be it.
"Well I guess aim for positive emotions with people, happieness, ect. I dunno Salt, in the end there's no tried and true way of garanteeing people liking you, ultimatly some people just will and others just won't." I say, after having pondered the subject, "What are you worried about anyway eh, it's not like we often meet new people now is it?"
"I dunno. I mean, he could go psycho and murder everything, or he could get stuck fighting a giant-ass bronze spider. Man, wouldnt it be weird if that happened."
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