"What are they doing?"
On a ridge, Xiangzi was hugging his knees, shrinking in a bush, his gaze peeking through the gaps of his collar, watching the members of the Dragonfire Guild in the valley below. They were forming a semicircle at the entrance of a cavity woven with white silk.
He turned his head puzzled, asking Elisa beside him.
But Elisa shook her head; she wasn't familiar with these big spiders and just looked at Fang Hong beside her.
Beside Fang Hong was a giant monster, its eight jet-black eyes glaring and clawing, preserving its ferocious form in life; its body was over three meters long and at least two meters high, covered entirely with gray-black bristles. However, its eight furry long legs were now limply draped on the ground, and its swollen abdomen had a huge gash, emitting a foul stench.
It was evident that it had been dead for quite a long time.
