Chapter 18: The Price of Escape

Adam’s mind was a silent scream of pure, undiluted terror. ’This is it. This is how my legendary bad luck finally cashes in.’He and Noodle were frozen, pressed against the cold stone, every scale and hair willing themselves to be invisible. Adam’s Deep Camouflage was at its peak, his Seismic Sense recoiling from the sheer, oppressive aura of the creature below. He didn’t just see it; he felt its monstrous weight, the vibration of its ancient, patient heart.


’Why? Why is it always me?’ he thought, a familiar, weary despair mixing with the fear. The one time I’m actually being cautious, the universe drops a cataclysm on my head.

The Arachnowyrm took another step, its obsidian leg sinking into the stone with a sickening crunch. For a heart-stopping second, Adam dared to hope it would just pass by.

Then, it stopped.

Its massive, bleached skull rotated slowly. One of its many pit-like eyes, each one a portal to a cold and hungry void, slid over the wall. It paused. It wasn’t a glance; it was a focus.

A low, chittering sound emanated from it, a noise that felt like needles being driven into Adam’s skull. Noodle let out a pained whimper, his tiny body shuddering.

Then, the Arachnowyrm opened its fanged maw.

"SKREEEEEEEEEEEEE—"

It wasn’t a sound heard with ears alone. It was a physical, psychic wave of dominance and malice. Adam’s Hunter’s Sense and Seismic Sense overloaded instantly, flooding his brain with static and pain. Noodle cried out, his Void Step flickering uncontrollably for a moment.

’It knows! It knows we’re here! How?! My camouflage is perfect!’

The realization was a bucket of ice water.

’Its level... it’s just so far beyond me that my skills are a joke to it. A pathetic parlor trick.’

"RUN!" The command exploded in his mind, shattering his paralysis.

He pushed off the wall, his wings snapping open to control his fall. Noodle vanished in a flash of violet light, reappearing further down the tunnel. The moment Adam hit the ground, he coiled and used Weasel’s Sprint, not to attack, but to flee. He was a shadow fleeing the dawn.

The Arachnowyrm moved with terrifying grace. One of its smaller forelimbs, sharp as a spear, lanced out faster than his eyes could follow. Adam twisted, but it wasn’t aiming to impale him. A thick, white strand of silk shot from its spinneret, expanding into a wide, sticky net.

He tried to dodge, but the net was too large. It enveloped his hind third, including his tail. The moment the strands touched his scales, they hardened into a glue-like cement, rooting him to the spot. He thrashed violently, but it was useless. The more he struggled, the more entangled he became.

"NO! NOT LIKE THIS!" He could feel the vibrations of the Arachnowyrm approaching, each step a death knell. Its shadow fell over him.

A violet blur. Noodle, screaming a tiny, defiant roar, Void Stepped directly onto the Arachnowyrm’s main eye, clawing and biting at the sensitive surface.

The Dungeon Lord recoiled with a hiss of surprise and annoyance, its advance halted for a single, precious second.

It was all the time Adam needed. He looked at his trapped tail, at the certain death approaching, and made a choice.

"I’m not dying here."

He activated Mantis Slash, aiming not at the spider, but at the base of his own tail, just ahead of the web.

[ Major Injury Sustained: Tail Amputation! ]

[ Health: 32/80 and Dropping Rapidly (Severe Blood Loss) ]

The pain was blinding, white-hot, and utterly consuming. A searing agony unlike anything he had ever felt. His vision went red. He felt a terrible severance. He didn’t look back. Fueled by adrenaline and sheer will to live, he used his Weasel’s Sprint again, his body now several feet shorter, blood gushing from the horrific wound.

He spotted a narrow fissure in the wall—the same one Noodle was now frantically pointing towards with his horn. He dove into it, a bloody, broken mess.

The Arachnowyrm’s leg slammed into the opening behind him, the impact shaking the entire tunnel and causing rocks to tumble. It was too big to follow, but it didn’t stop trying.

BOOM! CRACK!

The terrifying sounds of its legs stabbing and scraping at the fissure echoed behind them, a relentless percussion to their flight.

Adam didn’t stop. He couldn’t. He slithered, he dragged himself, leaving a thick trail of crimson behind. The world began to fade at the edges, the pain and blood loss pulling him towards unconsciousness. He could feel Noodle nudging him, hear his desperate, chirping cries, but they sounded distant.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the sounds of the Arachnowyrm faded. They were in a new, silent, and unknown part of the deep dark. The immediate threat was gone.

His body, pushed far beyond its limits, gave out. Adam collapsed, his vision tunneling into blackness. The last thing he felt was the warm, frantic pressure of Noodle trying to stem the bleeding with his tiny body, and a single, coherent thought amidst the pain.

...I’m going to need a new tail...