Ignia struggled against the bindings, while the spider watched her with growing interest

🔥 Ugh. I hate bugs... 🕷️ My, my. Still struggling? What's wrong, candle girl? Isn't it flammable? Perhaps we could have a little fun before- 🕸️ Widow.

The spider stopped immediately

🕷️ ...Yes? 🕸️ What were your orders? 🕷️ To stop them? 🕸️ And? 🕷️ ...Nothing else. 🕸️ Then explain what you're doing.

The spider glanced at the bound mage

🕷️ I thought- 🕸️ You weren't asked to think beyond your orders. You were ordered to stop them. Nothing more. Keep them restrained and off the path 🕷️ ...Understood. 🕸️ Good. The threads of fate are not yours to rewrite

Once they were gone, Ignia hung helplessly in her bindings. She glanced at her teammates and sighed

🔥 How am I supposed to get this stuff out of my hair...?