Once a Fool
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Chapter Nine
The spiders were waiting for something. After the smaller Lo Chi-sized ones had attacked a few of the townsfolk, they withdrew to wait for the larger spiders to show up. It did not take long.
Most of the townsfolk could not see in the dark and had no idea what they were being attacked by. That might have been a good thing.
Ororck counted the spiders he could see. One, two, three, more than three.
Ororck stopped wasting his time counting spiders. Soon enough, they moved.
Some of them were as big as four Ororcks. Some were twice that. One was much, much bigger.
That one to avoid.
Ororck had found Khan. He was still terribly drunk, but he was still quite an inspiring warrior. At one point, he even spit fire on one of the Four-Ororck spiders. He must have had an extra potion.
Fortunately, the web did not burn much - it was far too thick. Ororck turned his attention to another Four-Ororck spider. It kept springing forward to attack and leaping back out of harm's (that is, Ororck's) way.
Ororck had already destroyed some of the Lo Chi-sized spiders; there were four sets of three in all. When they were destroyed, each spider exploded into a mist of tiny spiders, which spread out in all directions.
The very big spider (four sets of four Ororcks?) was snatching a townsperson every few seconds and the Four-by-two-Ororck spiders were doing much the same.
Through it all, the terrified townsfolk stood mostly still, lost in the darkness. They were easy prey.
Not many of the town's warriors were here; they must have been elsewhere. If Ororck fell, the townsfolk would be near defenseless.
Unfortunately, Ororck knew he was outmatched. Even this Four-Ororck spider was too difficult to handle.
As valiantly as Ororck fought, he was overcome by the spider in the end. A terrible bite ripped through half-orcish hide and unconsciousness caught up with him, even as he chuckled at the grim irony of his situation; if he had not hurt himself earlier, learning the Spider Claw technique, he would have enough strength to last a little longer, but his lesson had come at a higher cost than he could have predicted.
Mighty Ororck fell.
The spiders were waiting for something. After the smaller Lo Chi-sized ones had attacked a few of the townsfolk, they withdrew to wait for the larger spiders to show up. It did not take long.
Most of the townsfolk could not see in the dark and had no idea what they were being attacked by. That might have been a good thing.
Ororck counted the spiders he could see. One, two, three, more than three.
Ororck stopped wasting his time counting spiders. Soon enough, they moved.
Some of them were as big as four Ororcks. Some were twice that. One was much, much bigger.
That one to avoid.
Ororck had found Khan. He was still terribly drunk, but he was still quite an inspiring warrior. At one point, he even spit fire on one of the Four-Ororck spiders. He must have had an extra potion.
Fortunately, the web did not burn much - it was far too thick. Ororck turned his attention to another Four-Ororck spider. It kept springing forward to attack and leaping back out of harm's (that is, Ororck's) way.
Ororck had already destroyed some of the Lo Chi-sized spiders; there were four sets of three in all. When they were destroyed, each spider exploded into a mist of tiny spiders, which spread out in all directions.
The very big spider (four sets of four Ororcks?) was snatching a townsperson every few seconds and the Four-by-two-Ororck spiders were doing much the same.
Through it all, the terrified townsfolk stood mostly still, lost in the darkness. They were easy prey.
Not many of the town's warriors were here; they must have been elsewhere. If Ororck fell, the townsfolk would be near defenseless.
Unfortunately, Ororck knew he was outmatched. Even this Four-Ororck spider was too difficult to handle.
As valiantly as Ororck fought, he was overcome by the spider in the end. A terrible bite ripped through half-orcish hide and unconsciousness caught up with him, even as he chuckled at the grim irony of his situation; if he had not hurt himself earlier, learning the Spider Claw technique, he would have enough strength to last a little longer, but his lesson had come at a higher cost than he could have predicted.
Mighty Ororck fell.
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