As the realization of their predicament sank in, with the ancient spider beast lurking somewhere in the blizzard, Gaya turned to Michael, her face etched with concern.
"What the hell are we going to do?" she asked, the urgency in her voice cutting through the howling wind.
But without waiting for Michael's response, Gaya launched into a story from her past, a rare glimpse into her vulnerabilities.
"You know why I fucking hate spiders?" she began, her voice tinged with a mix of fear and disgust.
"When I was little, I stumbled into a nest of them. Felt them crawling all over me before I even knew what was happening. It's a feeling you don't forget," she confessed, shivering at the memory.
In the midst of deflecting arrows being fired at them with a casual flick of his hands, Michael couldn't help but chuckle at the irony.
