But judging from her weak state, even if she were untied, she might not be able to stand up on her own. Why should she help investigate the situation inside the cave?
Unas couldn't help but ask, "How do you intend to help us?"
The Beautiful Spider murmured a few meaningless words, and soon after, more than a dozen gray spiders, each about half the size of a palm, emerged from the grass behind it and headed straight for the large hole.
It turns out she had these little pets following her all the way here, and even Nightmoon hadn't noticed them at all, demonstrating their unparalleled secrecy.
"Green Tail and that invisible spider, and these little things, and then what? Which other spiders do you control?" Unas asked tentatively, trying to probe her knowledge.
"That's all. What you see is all I have," Rosebayne explained. "These are all relatively docile spiders. With a little coaxing, I can tame them. But for fierce creatures like the Overlord Spider, I have to lower its will. The lower its resistance, the higher my success rate in taming it."
Even without her saying it, Unas knew that when someone is on their deathbed, their will to resist is at its weakest.
At this moment, Nightmoon surprisingly asked, "Miss Sunstrider, how did you become... like this?"
Although the High Elves were a branch that split from the Night Elves ten thousand years ago, and there had always been some tension between them, their shared Elf bloodline felt particularly warm at this moment. Rosebayne managed a pale smile at Nightmoon, then frowned, her gaze pained and confused. "I... I really want to understand. I feel like I've been in a dream, in a daze, only waking up for a few moments. Purple Robe... I saw a Purple-robed Person; it must be him who turned me into this!"
The purple robe is a rather weak clue. The standard mage robe in Dalaran is purple, and nobles in the world also love the noble and mysterious color purple. A person wearing a purple robe can only mean that he is a person who is not short of money.
The Troll couldn't help but ask, "Do you know the Spider God Shadra?"
"What is that? This is the first time I've heard of that name." Rosebayne's expression seemed genuine.
Unas explained, "But my Troll friend is absolutely certain that your eight spider legs are exactly the same as Shadra's."
The Beautiful Spider shook her head blankly, seemingly unaware of the matter.
"Tell us about your background. How did you come to Lordaeron?"
"I didn't come here voluntarily. I only remember it was a beautiful, sunny morning when my friends and I took a cruise from Sunsail Anchorage. It was a vacation..." Rosebayne recalled her happy past, a hint of warmth shining in her eyes.
The playful young people sailed too far, almost beyond the warning line, and misfortune struck. Two pirate ships suddenly emerged from behind the waves, and their small cruise ship was surrounded and sunk, with all the Elves captured.
Generally speaking, after kidnapping High Elves, pirates would send a message to the port demanding a ransom. A few noble youths might be able to get gold equal to their own weight in exchange, but this time the pirates simply transported them away.
Rosebayne only knew that she had reached land after several sea transfers, and she had no recollection of what happened after that.
Unas and Nightmoon exchanged a glance. They both realized that, except for the beginning and the end, her experience was almost identical to Beryl's. Unas refused to believe it was a coincidence; someone must have been specifically abducting Elves to Lordaeron. Perhaps it was the Purple-robed Person she had mentioned?
"I just woke up in an underground cage not long ago. My body suddenly turned into this state almost broke me, but I held on. I must live to find out what happened." The Beautiful Spider's voice choked slightly.
Nightmoon comforted her, "That Purple-robed Person could turn you into this state, but perhaps he can also restore you, as long as we find him..."
"It's impossible to recover. Even if my legs could be reattached, my upper body has changed, and I can feel it."
Nightmoon pressed further, "What changes? To me, your upper body is still that of a perfect High Elf; there's absolutely nothing to worry about."
Loli Byrne looked down at her chest, then raised her head with a mournful expression.
Unas, who was drinking water, almost spat it out. Shouldn't having bigger breasts be a happy thing? Why does she look so utterly dejected? She doesn't care at all about the feelings of Nightmoon, who has a flat chest.
However, the Elves ' concept is probably different from that of Unas. They value petite and delicate figures, so suddenly becoming busty would definitely be very difficult for them to adapt to.
Nightmoon glared at Unas and continued to press, "So how did you escape from the dungeon?"
"A nest of baby spiders that were born in the cell helped me a lot. Those little guys were the ones I just saw. At first, I hated them and was ready to stomp them all to death, but I soon discovered that they actually listened to me. My instructions were like divine commands to them, and they could not disobey them."
Once they were a bit bigger, I waited for the right moment to let them poison the guards, steal the key, and lead me out of that maze-like tunnel. I even subdued the Invisible Spiders with their help. Don't underestimate them because they're small; they're my most useful helpers."
"Guards? What kind of guards?" Unas asked immediately, hoping to glean some information about the Purple-robed Person from the guards.
"They were all tall, muscular men, completely armored and silent. I couldn't tell their race from their height. I was in such a hurry that I didn't have time to remove the helmets of the poisoned guards to check them."
Nightmoon asked again, "Isn't anyone coming to hunt you down?"
"I don't know, probably not. After that, I wandered around the Forest and Canyons and found that no spider would attack me. By taming the Invisible Spider, I confirmed my ability. This ability must have come from the spider body that is attached to my lower body. But the following attempts all failed. I only succeeded in taming a Green Tail. I then realized that I could only tame relatively docile spiders."
Then I stumbled upon you. To be precise, it wasn't by chance. I was drawn here by the Overlord Spider. Its extremely faint aura made me think it was on its last legs, but it turned out to be completely dead. Yet you were able to control it, which seemed to involve a forbidden magic system. I followed you until you defeated another Overlord Spider, at which point I appeared to take it away.
As I said before, I had no intention of harming you. I only wanted an Overlord Spider; its power and strength could help me subdue more ferocious Giant Spiders.
Unas scoffed at her last words, calling them robber logic, like a rapist defending himself: "I didn't mean to hurt you, I just wanted to satisfy my sexual desires," or a robber saying, "I didn't mean to hurt you, I just needed money."
Do I deserve to be robbed by you?