"Die! Die! Die!" Avira hollered at the top of her lungs while repeatedly thrusting out her rapier and tossing her throwing daggers. She even launched a wind spell or two, splitting the spiders in twain as she advanced with madness in her eyes.
Avira chose to transform her fear and trepidation into anger and madness. She barely even looked at her slain kills before leaping to her next target. The young princess was now committing a mass slaughter like a natural born exterminator.
Frost kept close to Avira with his glaive, chakra and magic at the ready. Every so often he'd slay a large group of spiders, limiting how many could swarm Avira at once. He also kept a close eye on Borris and Kiba who were following close behind.
The older dwarf who was donned in plate armour from head to toe was like an impenetrable tank. None of the spiders were strong enough to pierce through his equipment thus allowing him to slowly crush them one by one.
