"Eight Hours Later"
Alex stood in an open chamber that resembled a grotesque spider graveyard with tens of sliced-up, blooded corpses of giant spiders lying everywhere.
In the pitch darkness of the chamber, the echoing hiss of the Arachnoxus reverberated through the air, and tens of giant turquoise eyes glittering like malevolent gems in the inky blackness, each harboring a deadly intent, could be seen in every direction.
'Seventeen Arachnoxus, nine of them are at fifth Rank, and their leader is closer to high stage Fifth Rank creature,'
'This battle is going to be fun and should tell me where I stand,' Alex thought as he scanned his surroundings, his focus unbroken despite the odds stacked against him.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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