Chapter Twenty-Four: The Guardian

Eldron accidentally steps and stamps a branch of a tree that cracks a flicking sound, catching the predator’s attention. The giant pincers inch before him, acting to press and bite him, but he escapes as he hunching down from its first attack. He scrambles upon sensing that he contends a gigantic creature in size. He shocks as he perceives a misty vision of a giant bristly tarantula that reflects from the dim light of the night reflecting on the face of the river.

As he twisting back his sight, he dodges and swinging his moves from side to side to confuse his vulnerable opponent. This nemesis filled with bristly thick fur with a large pincers a half metre in length and the legs almost five feet in long. It has four pairs of grey eyes and its coloured with milky white skin. Each tip of its leg almost compared as a pointed sharp dagger that can easily pierce any objects. And it marches warily advancing towards his position.