Limitless Summoner

Small Spider Lvl 0

Health: 1

Strength: 0.1

Agility: 0.2

Skill: Paralysing Bite

"Bingo!" Ethan exclaimed, his eyes lighting up as he studied the small spider's stats more closely. Paralyzing Bite— there it was!

After four spiders, the fifth one finally had what he needed.

Ethan did not stop and continued looking. One small spider was probably not going to cut it. He needed two. Or maybe more. At this point, he would take whatever he had.

It looked like his luck wasn't bad after all. The second nest he had taken out was full of venomous spiders, ones that were capable of paralyzing their prey.

Ethan let out a shaky laugh, realizing just how close he had come to being the spider's next victim. He glanced at the dead nest and the small, paralyzing spiders scurrying around him. He quickly moved further away.

Yeah, lucky might not be the right word, he thought to himself, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. These could have easily paralyzed him and left him gift-wrapped for the psycho wolf.

Still, luck or not, he now had a small army of spiders with Paralyzing Bite—the very thing he needed to deal with stronger enemies like the wolf outside.

The only catch was that the venom had to be strong enough to work.

"It will. It should."

Ethan prepared himself just in case. He summoned and lined up all of his ten venomous spiders. He broke away one of the root projections hanging from the walls of the burrow and fashioned it into a makeshift spear. It wasn't much, but it gave him a sense of control.

Crack. He heard a loud noise outside. It was probably one of the sturdy tree roots finally giving away. He did not have much time.

"Okay, here goes nothing," Ethan muttered. "Guys it's go time. Go and bite that wolf outside for me." He kept the command simple enough.

For a moment he wasn't sure if this was even going to work but the spiders obediently started scurrying toward the entrance of the burrow.

Their tiny, venomous bodies moved with eerie precision as they followed Ethan's command, disappearing into the shadows. The sound of the wolf's growls and heavy breathing echoed outside, louder and more agitated. It was getting impatient, and the noise of the cracking roots meant it was only a matter of time before it broke through completely.

Ethan gripped his makeshift spear tightly, his knuckles white from the tension. His heart pounded in his chest as he waited, listening closely for any sign that the spiders were doing their job.

He then started moving closer to the mouth of the burrow. What if he only had a second? He needed to act soon.

He gripped his spear and waited. Moments passed and then he heard it. Or rather did not hear it.

The clawing sounds all suddenly stopped and the forest fell eerily silent.

Ethan's pulse quickened. This was it. He jumped into action. He did not know how many seconds or milliseconds he had but he was going to make the most of it.

He rushed forward without wasting any time. Right in front of the burrow, the massive wolf was sprawled on the ground, its limbs twitching weakly. Ethan clenched his fists. His little minions had done it.

He immediately scampered out of the burrow. As soon as he stepped out, the beast's head snapped to look at him and it instantly locked eyes with him. A wave of rage and hatred swept past its face.

It suddenly twitched trying to get up and its claws swiped frantically. Ethan staggered back looking at the wolf and then the small makeshift spear in his hand.

Nope. This was not going to work. Before he even got a strike in the damn thing was definitely going to maul him to death. He needed to fucking run.

Ethan immediately bolted without turning back. His legs pumped faster than they ever had. "Stupid! Stupid!" He cursed himself as he dashed between trees, weaving through the dense forest in a frantic attempt to put distance between himself and the wolf.

His mind raced as quickly as his feet, searching for a plan, for anything that could save him. Was he even going in the right direction?

He dared a glance over his shoulder and saw the wolf struggling to get up, its muscles spasming as it tried to shake off the paralysis. The venom was working, but not fast enough. The beast was determined, its eyes burning with hatred.

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

Luckily for him, the forest seemed to be thinning down. He pushed his legs harder, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Finally, he came to a clearing. Maybe there was a settlement ahead? Could he really be that lucky?

It turned out he was. But he also wasn't.

Ethan skidded to a halt as he burst through the thinning trees and onto solid ground, his feet coming perilously close to the edge of a jagged cliff. His heart raced as he caught his breath, staring down at the scene below.

A village.