Trapped

For a brief moment, nothing happened.

Then—

A chilling sensation crawled up my arms as a pale, almost liquid-like energy oozed from my fingertips. It didn't drip. It didn't spill. It just existed, a strange, eerie glow clinging to my skin.

It felt… wrong.

Like something wasn't supposed to be here.

I shivered but clenched my fists. Focus. No time for hesitation.

Ahead, I saw the first spider—just as ugly as before. Its body was hunched, its legs twitching erratically. Mindless. Weak.

Perfect.

I lunged.

The first one died too easily.

I barely touched it before the liquid coating my fingers sank into its body, spreading like rot through the veins of a leaf. The thing convulsed, its body shrivelling from the inside out, and in the next instant—

It was gone.