Neha performed a vertical crunch and stabbed one of the spider's countless eyes. The spider let out a screech and tried to run, only for her to grab it with her free hand and keep stabbing it.
Seven stabs to the head.
That's how much strength it took for her to kill one spiderling.
As the spider's corpse fell to the ground, Blaze looked at it eagerly before shaking his head.
"Can you try not to make scrambled eggs out of their brains?" he asked, looking above.
"Why don't you come here and do it yourself?" Neha yelled back as another spiderling appeared. "These are babies either way. They can't produce enough silk to trap birds."
Fester climbed back onto Blaze's shoulder, looking above just like him.
"Skr…"
"Yeah… she talks too much."
For every spiderling Neha killed, two more appeared. It was causing trouble for her, yet the mother of these rogue children was nowhere in sight.
