Red eyes.
Six crimson eyes, spreading out like an infinity symbol.
A grotesque and vivid body, divided into a thorax and abdomen, with two fangs reaching out from a mouth dripping azure green mucus.
In the forest's darkness dense as fog, those crimson eyes cast a blood-red glow.
In the faint illumination of the phosphorescent lamp, its dark blue shell glistened with a metallic sheen.
It was a spider, nearly as big as a dog, with eight menacing long legs studded with spikes protruding from its oval-shaped body, firmly embedded into the ground.
Compared to a regular spider, its pair of forelegs were covered in yellow and black striped fur, while the remaining three pairs of legs were very short and thick.
Within twenty feet of it, the hornbearer already lay on the ground, unconscious.
Seven or eight Imperial Guard soldiers had arrived, forming a semicircle with their over four-meter-long spears, but none dared to venture too close.
