The spiders didn't really prove anything except that she would have little legs coming out of her later when they were finished digesting. But Ghanon only smiled at her, taking both of her hands into his and stepping in closer to her. She could feel his otherworldly energy emanating off of him and he clasped her wrists to his and his palms closed around her wrists. "I could take you across the universe and back," he said, peering at her with his fluxing silver-green eyes.
"Look up at the stars, and breathe gently, feel your energy flow into me," Ghanon soothed. He warmed his hands to her touch, the energy of his magic pulsing and coursing and gravitating between them. "Focus on the stars, visualize them, then look into my eyes." He gripped her wrists tighter before allowing his vision to pour into hers and his focus was so intent - not even a blink - as he imparted a fraction of his gifts to her, to allow her to be transported along with him.
Soon they faded from that world that was, their bodies ghosting through atmosphere, warping, blending, melding together until where they stood now seemed to be nothing more than a platform suspended both in space and in time. And around them swirled the torrent of galaxies and stars and nebulas and quasars, pulsars, magnetars.
"Well?" he asked, looking up once he had broken their stare. "What do you think?"