In the sewers of Ratris City, Deluo was lost in fantasy over the shy demeanor of a beautiful maid, almost drooling. At the other end of the passage, the blood of Martial Monk Regula flowed continuously from his wounds.
Zarra, the Spider Elf, carried the Martial Monk on her back, quickly fleeing from the group they just encountered. She didn't like having someone ride on her back, considering it a great humiliation. Although she had turned into a Spider Elf, the pride she cultivated long as a Drow Female Priest had not changed. If the Monk hadn't promised to find a way to relieve her of the Spider transformation curse, Zarra would never have allowed this male to crouch on her back—even if she stubbornly believed in her heart that it was merely the back of a spider.
