"This is getting interesting..."
Otto looked with interest at Rose, who was struggling in his front claw.
Even a god could not possibly resist Otto's current strength with just a weak avatar and feeble divine power.
At this moment, Rose was in a rather embarassing position, held tightly in Otto's claw.
As Otto's front claw tightened, she felt her breathing become more and more difficult, and she might even lose control of this puppet at any moment.
Unlike the arrogant tone Rose had when she first appeared, she seemed quite weak now.
"How does it feel, great Spider Goddess?
Or should I say, have you acknowledged my greatness?"
Otto mocked Rose, who couldn't speak properly because her neck was firmly gripped by him.
He watched the so-called Spider Goddess struggling weakly in his hand, emitting unpleasant hoarse whimpers.
This was getting boring.
