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The other boy replied. "They aren't lying, my magic mostly revolves around physical strength, me being able to move really fast is all thanks to my armor" the young man said. "Wait! If that's so then why can't you just carry us and move really fast" the other boy shouted. "Are you stupid or something, the reason his unable to do so is because the spider webs interfered with the armors programming while it tried to take his magic, which means his armor right now is unstable for usage" the cutting boy replied.

However, Zen did not want to return empty-handed even if he had to revive in the chapel once more for the stunt he was about to pull. “Remi? Charlie?” His voice sounded small and scared, but Zen made his mind up. After dying several times, death no longer fazed him as long as it wasn’t permanent. This was just a means to an end, and he prided himself as a gamer. Below the tree, the two mafia heirs swallowed hard. Would coffee work on huge spiders? They had no clue. Unlike Akiko or Liu Feng, they had no special combat abilities that could kill the huge spider on Zen’s hand before it got to the poor lad.

In each spider’s belly, a burning coal glowed like a tiny, furious sun. “Back up!” Raven shouted. She flung her knife, but the spider smacked it away with a metal leg. One spider lunged at June and Leo. A little of June’s old fire sparked inside her. Not much, but enough. She didn’t throw a fireball—she just grabbed the spider’s copper leg as it landed. She pushed all her cold, empty feeling into the machine. The leg froze solid. The spider tipped over, its orange core flickering. “Dante! Break the core!” June yelled.