Hunters that have become prey

Bright, bright sunlight that burns out the eyes, completely flooded the clearing in which we found ourselves after moving.

I patted the matted back of the Aranea

"Are we there, or is this a motabilem system malfunction?"

"Failure, sir.

"Well, let's go on foot.

I was just about to get off my arthropod servant's back when she stopped me.

"Mortis-sama doesn't need to, I can move by jumping, at a speed of one mach, you just need to hold on to me as tightly as possible.

"You have places to grab onto, but I don't think you'll like it."

"I don't really understand you, Mr. Mortis.

- Don't pay attention, let's go, that is, jump.

Aranea gathered her furry paws and prepared to jump.

In vain, in vain I did not get a stronger hold, I did not expect such a powerful jerk, I literally almost broke across, and my eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Still, this body is still insignificant, I need to complete the metamorphosis.

Aranea picked up speed, so that soon I could no longer see a clear picture, cities, villages, forests flashed before my eyes.

We would have been perfectly able to jump to our destination, but some idiots decided that a huge spider girl and a helpless-looking guy sitting on her were the perfect target.

Their magician conjured a barrier that locked us together with the offenders.

We stopped, and I got off Aranea despite her request not to leave her back, and waited for those who dared to attack us.

Here they are, swordsmen and support in the form of mages and archers.

Seeing their numerical superiority, the people were encouraged, and already celebrated the victory.

There was a shout from the crowd, and it parted.

The hunter, who was not yet strong in spirit and body, came forward with his nose in the air with a demonstration of his "greatness".

- Hey, boy, give us this dirty spider, we want to have fun with her, and the gentlemen have a sin, to take such slaves to satisfy their perverted fantasies

Aranea glared at them with a mixture of fury and disdain.

"Would you like to go?"

The guy didn't let me finish, as soon as I wanted to say the cherished word, the blade of a katana was already pressed to my throat.

"Finish it!"!!

The guy seemed serious.

- Oh, what a grimace you have, and I want to spit.

Ugh…

Mortis spat and the guy's head was blown off, literally.

Cool, now I can rid the earth of walking shit just by spitting on it.

The crowd abruptly lost their former fighting spirit and took to flight.

"Aranea, I think the witnesses can retire.

"Very well, it will be done, Lord.

Aranea took off, slashing and hacking at the would-be hunters running from us.

The meadow grass was stained with blood, and now it seemed that small rubies were shimmering in the grass.

Aranea had done her job with a bang.

Now there is one less obstacle on the way to the Pyramid.