Drosk didn't waste time after seeing their situation.
He held the first lure loosely, then tossed it across the cavern floor. This first lure wasn't too far from the Skitterfang, as they might fail to notice.
The small crystal, or the lure, cracked open on impact.
Immediately, it released a faint green mist that spread outward, giving off a sweet yet strangely rancid scent.
The closest Skitterfangs twitched their antennae… Soon, several of them started peeling away from the adventurers and moved toward the source.
But only a handful turned. The rest continued snapping at the injured group, as they pressed forward to have a taste of them…
"Tch. Not enough." Drosk scowled. He immediately hurled the second lure to the far side of the cavern.
That was already 160 silver coins spent…
Nonetheless, another mist rose… Together with the first one, the scent was stronger this time, drawing a few more of the creatures.
Still, more than half the swarm remained locked on the adventurers.
