"Just focus on shooting," he said quietly to Nila during the standoff. "I'll make sure none of them hit you."
Three puddles of poison shot out over the river. The other spiders were up to something too, but Beam didn't have the skill necessary to take in all the threats at once. Not yet.
He noted Nila's flying arrow and heard the death hiss of a spider that followed, then he dove towards her and tackled her free of the poison's path.
Three separate puddles of green poison landed with a splat onto the mud and stone island, hitting three different sections of it. Narrowly, they'd managed to dodge the attack.
But now they saw what the other spiders had been up to. A web rope shot from the abdomen of one spider towards the central island, securing it in place, creating a bridge for the spiderlings. The smaller creatures eagerly jumped on and went rushing for the middle. It must have been nearly a hundred that got on it together.
