The cave wasn't large to begin with, and now, filled with the black spider legs sprouting from Silas Stowe's body, it felt incredibly cramped.
"SKREEE—"
The black spider legs propped him up from the ground, the two foremost limbs stabbing violently after Jocelyn Grant's retreating figure. If her previously sealed Cultivation hadn't been released, allowing her to move with such speed, she would have already been riddled with bloody holes by those legs.
Jocelyn Grant was horrified by the sight!
'What in the world is this monster? A human body with long, black, hairy spider legs. And there's a spider's head attached to his back, its eyes staring right at me, making that skin-crawling, skittering sound.'
She dodged the spider legs, her body spinning as she waved a hand, unleashing Magic at Silas Stowe.
A white light from the Magic flared inside the cave.
"What have you become? Silas Stowe, you disappoint me so much right now."
Hearing this, Silas Stowe laughed.
