Tropical Hazard: Oh Sh*t! Cobalins Can't Swim! (Arachnomancer Book 3) by Dustin Tigner

Author:Dustin Tigner [Tigner, Dustin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eleista Publishing
Published: 2024-05-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter

Thirty-Five

After all the many times Dhane reminded himself that they—they being spiders—were his, and that fearing them was irrational, he thought he had made serious progress against his fear.

Nope.

Big fucking nope.

He was quite ready to nope his way right on out of this cave of blue horny girls and toxic men, draw a red X through his mental map of the island, and enjoy life in Dedu Tedu Novus, where his problems seemed mediocre at best.

If not for Octoralis’s complete opposite reaction, he might have started on that plan.

<Pretty!> she projected, referring to the giant furry spider of black and blue.

Riding atop of said spider was a beautiful blue woman with long white hair. She wore a two-piece set of black scales that reflected the dimming sunlight.

Her symbols glowed a solid white across her exposed arms, legs, and midriff. In response, all the other Veetamors pulsed their symbols in matching rhythm, all except for Ellirae, who remained dim.

She held tightly to his cuff.

Her forehead was furrowed in worry as she glanced side to side. Splotches of pale blue had started replacing the purple. Her thrashing heart picked up its pace, climbing to a crescendo.

“Told, I have, of a human,” the Guardian said, her voice smooth as silk, accented by the tapping of shells as her spider continued forward through the curtain, “claiming to be the King of Shadows.”

She requested his affinity.

He replied in the same way he had for the others and requested hers. If the massive spider she was riding wasn’t enough proof, seeing the symbol put all doubts to rest.

She, like him, was an Arachnomancer.

That shouldn’t be as surprising as it was. It made perfect sense that others of Shadow had his class. And since they weren’t dual-classed like him, they probably knew more about it than he did.

“Fascinating,” she said and smiled, coming to a stop twenty feet away. Thin faded lines ran across her skin like spiderwebs. “Your being here confuses my followers. I see why. But, fall for such tricks, I will not. Prove yourself.”

Dhane—mentally trapped in the desire to flee—struggled to hold onto his persona.

<You are king, Daddy!>

Yes . . . king.

<Scary, powerful, beautiful king!>

Maybe not beuti⁠—

<Beautiful!>

Fuck it. He was the scary, powerful, and beautiful King of Shadows. He would not bow to the demands of someone beneath him.

“Where are my companions?” he demanded, voice carrying across the slick rocks.

She tossed her white hair over her shoulder. “Safe. For now. Of Shadow, prove yourself.”

Smoke shifted around him, following the gears he withdrew and deposited, using it to focus and draw attention.

People whispered and pointed.

“I do not answer to you,” he said, looking down at her from . . . below. He made it work. Will power. “Return my companions. Now!”

Tension grew palpable.

The Guardian’s giant spider leaned forward, the strain in its legs ready to release and pounce. All eight of its freaky black eyes watched him, and he—with the help from his much better spider—returned the stare.

“B-b-big spider,” Tom muttered.

The Veetamor soldiers gave the King of Spider Food more space.

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