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... The Spider Lord had never felt this powerless.
His detection field—his magic web threads—were fraying in real time. Every strand that had once pulsed gently with information was now shaking, breaking apart as though something inside the nest itself was turning them against him.
He stood alone in the throne chamber.
Tall.
Still.
Watching.
His eight eyes scanned the webbed walls, looking for movement, any twitch, any feedback, any proof that the intr ...
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