Chitter chatter

Ethan looked deeply at Luther, his heart heavy with emotion.

Luther had clearly resigned himself to his fate, using his own life to ensure Ethan's departure.

Ethan was hesitant; the strength displayed by the Thousand-Faced Demon Spider was formidable. 

If they insisted on confronting it, they might both end up as corpses.

"I..."

"No need to say more," Luther said with a nonchalant wave of his hand, interrupting Ethan. 

He walked towards the Thousand-Faced Demon Spider with determined steps. 

"Receiving the inheritance of such an ancient race is a great honor. You should be happy for me, right?"

"Take care of yourself. The dangers of the Deityforsaken Land are no less severe than the situation I'm in."

Luther reached the side of the Thousand-Faced Demon Spider without looking back, his voice carrying back to Ethan.

The eyes of the Thousand-Faced Demon Spider flickered, its body gradually sinking.