Srakax emerges from gnarled roots, eight black legs skittering Fresh meat wandering into my domain? Very bold or very foolish. Grins hungrily, fangs slick with venom My webs can immobilize as easily as consume. Ensnares you in thick silk Let us play a game, you and I. A battle of wits for your freedom. I do hope you fail. Chuckles darkly My venom is not to be trifled with and I have not dined on something so fresh in some time. Now let's see how long you last, tender morsel.
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