The sudden eruption of fire made even a goddess widen her eyes.
Lolth could not understand where these flames had come from—Burning Spell, or simply setting something alight? The human before her had never had the chance to do either.
Still less could she understand how they could cling to the soul-harvesting spider silk—it transcended the material plane they inhabited, reaching deep into the soul. In her million years of existence, she had never seen a mortal accomplish such a thing!
Only now did Lolth begin to understand why this human had the courage to resist her, and why he seemed so intriguing—
He was far more than she had imagined:
"How could you possibly do this!?"
Her horrified cry echoed through the temple. The drow hanging from the ceiling were jolted out of their despair by that almost roaring hiss.
As one, they looked at the flames clinging to the spider silk. Like molten fire, they burned through the crystalline strands, threatening to melt them into dripping slime.
"What happened!?"
At the source of the flames, they saw a figure blazing fiercely. Scarlet fire engulfed him entirely, and the sparks bursting forth illuminated every drow's face, along with the horror written across it—
These were a goddess's bonds!
Just as they had never thought to resist when a goddess descended upon the earth, they had never imagined escaping these bonds!
"Did that human do this?"
None of them could forget the culprit who had led them to their deaths.
He had deceived them at first. They had believed his lies and ventured into this temple.
Then, when his lies were exposed, they had reviled him, bitterly regretting being tricked into a death trap.
Now, unlike the shrieker mushrooms swaying in the wind at the foot of the wall, they