Rhys thought he was already strong, stronger than most.
If he tried to, he could already fight against Ayesha, and perhaps even win if he utilizes all of his abilities to their max.
But all of that illusion shattered and faded away as Arachnea now had him pinned down on the ground; her fingers, digging through that asphalt as she completely locked Rhys down.
Rhys could not even attempt to struggle or wriggle away, as Arachnea was probably a whole 3 feet taller than her; bigger too.
And as Arachnea's face was directly on top of his face, the saliva slithering down her lips started to trail down his cheek. Rhys thought her mouth would smell rotten from all the things she eat… but it would seem they take dental seriously in the Underworld. Or if it's just because she was a goddess that her mouth, even though incredibly menacing due to her teeth that numbered hundreds, it still smelled like mint — perhaps even fresher.
