The four of them followed the trail of blood-stained clothes deeper into the dense forest for nearly an hour. Night had fallen completely, and the only light in the woods came from their four flashlights. The bloody garments finally vanished when they entered a grove covered everywhere in spiderwebs.
Calling them webs was almost an understatement; they were thick as ropes, giving off an unnaturally tough and resilient vibe. Fatty, unable to keep his hands to himself, reached out to test one with a finger, only to get stuck fast. It took a tremendous effort just to yank his finger back.
Wu Xie asked, still shaken, "Are those spiders hunting wild boars or other large animals?"
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