Buried Alive
"A pride? Do what you like." Arad walked toward the hole where the spider was and extended his hand between the bushes, and the spider latched onto his forearm, trying to bite him. Its fangs deflected off his skin as if they were nothing.
The poor thing looked visibly confused as Arad lifted it up. It tried to bite him again and again but failed each time.
Selina stared at Arad from behind Matilda. "He's hard." She could feel a powerful surge of magic crackling beneath Arad's skin.
Matilda remembered how even her claws cracked on his face. "He isn't just big. He's as tough as stone."
"Stop ogling my husband." Aella walked between him and them. "Focus on what we came here for."
Selina waved her wand and a large bucket appeared out of her storage magic. "I'll collect it." She immediately cast a thin barrier over the bucket's mouth and reached toward the spider's fangs as Arad held it still.