The suspected Black Hunting Spider flashed and disappeared into the shadows on the other side of the hall.
Lumian only saw it but didn't react in time. Albus Medici and Elros Einhorn were equally caught off guard.
By the time Iraeta sensed the abnormality and looked up at the ceiling, the colossal black spider had vanished.
"What are you looking at?" the poet asked curiously, casually commenting, "There's no mural on the walls of the underground maze. This doesn't match the Sauron family's former glory."
In the Northern Continent, murals were essential when constructing grand buildings. All painters took pride in being invited to create these magnificent works of art, especially when it came to epic paintings on cathedral domes and walls. These paintings were not just a status symbol but also required months or even years to complete.
Lumian withdrew his gaze and smiled.
