"Right… Good luck," he said, not confident about Pash's chances, but then, the boy had proved him wrong against every enemy so far.
The Queen Spider had her fangs quickly coated in more of that thick poison. As Pash ran across the wide space of that large room, she troubled him once again by spitting it at him.
But now that he knew the attack was coming, Pash dodged it with ease, not letting even the tiniest amount near him. He held his sword down by his right side as he ran, wielding it in but a single hand.
And then, as he leapt into the air at the nesting Queen, he slid his second hand onto the grip, raising the sword above his head, bringing it down on one of the tree trunk-like legs of the beast.
