That surprisingly worked.
And I could feel the difference. My muscles buzzed with energy, my limbs lighter, my exhaustion fading.
But the moment of relief didn't last.
Because another one was already coming.
I turned, raising my arm again—
Something wet hit my forearm.
A hiss followed.
A sharp, burning pain flared across my skin.
I choked out a gasp, stumbling back. My vision blurred for a second as I looked down—
My skin was melting.
The saliva had dripped onto my arm, eating through my sleeve, and bubbling against my flesh.
Oh shit—oh shit oh shit oh shit—
A wave of nausea hit me. My stomach twisted, the smell of my own burning flesh making my throat tighten. I gritted my teeth, trying to suppress the panic bubbling up.
I was not good with stuff like this.
I was really not good with bugs.
And right now, they were everywhere.
The spider in front of me jumped, seeing its chance.
