Iyla swore inwardly. Why would this beast not yield!? Relentless that she was, Abaratu seemed as agile, if not more so, than when this battle had first begun! And though Iyla was swift and one with the shadows, it seemed the spider was gaining resistance as the duo fought in the dark. Though as they danced, the soft blue light from above fluttered across the spider queen's form as her large legs and fangs continued to strike out strongly and defensively in hopes to keep Iyla away.
Growling, she finally danced backwards, red eyes narrowing. The spider did the same, hissing as she was pressed against a wall and used the open space between them to shot out another gooping blob of thick webbing. But each time she tried to catch Iyla in it, the woman danced away from it, it barely missing her as she bled in and through the darkness. It would be impossible for the Spider Queen to get her now, but she could disarm her, and with a swear between her teeth, Iyla watched as the spear she held was knocked clean from her hands and now embedded into a thick wad all web, glued against the wall.
Hissing through her teeth, Iyla was pissed. Play time was over. If they were to battle in the dark, it was time for her to take full advantage of the dark, and closing her eyes she felt the same prickling chill inside the pit of her belly before each time she called onto the darkness within her. This time, she was calling out for help, as thousands upon thousands of limbs from the darkness reached out, latching onto the Spider Queen and refusing to let her go. The spider squealed out in anger, but she was not the only one pissed to be incased in a tricky 'web' of darkness, for Iyla had had enough of this shit and moved over to the fallen form of Darjak, snatched a blade from his side and moved over towards her spear. She hacked away at her weapon until it fell free, then once she had her weapon in hand she wasted no time launching herself forward to dish the final blows to Abaratu- the once great spider queen of the Thanati coast. And when she was through with it, the spider was nothing more than a husk, and the shadows melted away and her lifeless form fell to the ground, with just a few remaining twitches of life.
Red eyes remained upon the figure until she ceased to move before she crept forward, gave the spider queen a good hard kick before slamming the sharp end of her spear into it's body and moving to climb up and onto it's belly. She, like most animals, died on it's back, arms crippled and tense from death- while she wasted no time, seeking out the power of the seed and then cutting away into the beast before she found the right spot. Then in went her hand, int the still warm body of the spider, before finally, she felt the prize and pulled out the seed.
But she was surprised at what she found- for this seed was much smaller and less potent than the other ones she found....
ANd she began to wonder what had become of it's full power...
HAd the spider somehow drained it? Glancing down the corpse, she knew she'd never get an answer here. Leaping off the body, she began to make her exit, fully intending to leave the 'dead' dwarf behind.
But something made her hang back as she paused over his form. Ah, his dagger..
She wasn't really a thief if she didn't have to be, and so she took this moment to return the dagger to the man. Even if he was dead, who knows, he might wake up alive sometime later and use it. She didn't care to find out, but either way, it was time to leave the cave.