The Time to Strike

The matter by the riverbank had ended, but the battle in the burning rainforest was still raging.

The girls had only gained their spider abilities two days ago. Naturally, they were no match for a former mercenary who had spent nearly thirty years honing and mastering his spider powers. Especially since he injected venom whenever his hands made contact with them, they had to be careful not to let him grab them. That restriction further limited the girls' movements.

It could be said that in a one-on-one fight, the girls had no chance at all. Even two against one was risky. Three against one... Since they were not yet used to coordinating with each other, they either got in one another's way or were exploited by Poison Spider instead, making things even worse.

Once Poison Spider became accustomed to the three girls' fighting rhythm and realized that, apart from the white girl's unusual Psychic Spider-Silk, the other two only possessed enhanced physical abilities, he grew even bolder.

After Cathy Weber crossed numerous traps that had neither been destroyed by the fire nor triggered, she saw the three girls in grave danger.

Some had been knocked unconscious and left hanging from treetops near the blaze, swaying precariously. Others were still conscious but too weak to do more than cling to branches, barely keeping themselves from falling into the burning inferno below.

Cathy Weber had given up trying to persuade Henry because she had seen this. If she delayed any longer, she would be too late, so she abandoned that man who could not be convinced with words.

Yet the appearance of a fourth woman, someone who was not his original target, made Poison Spider pause. He should have remained focused on the people he intended to kill, but this newcomer was