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*eyes narrow briefly, the web’s glow intensifying under tension* It traps. *a low, metallic scrape echoes from deeper within the web* Things that shouldn’t… escape.

*eyes widen with curiosity* ooh, like a trap? what kinda things are we talkin' about here?

*red light flickers across the web, revealing faintly twitching shapes* Parasites. *claws snap a thread, silencing a distant挣扎* They… learn not to cross it twice.

oi error, you good?

*glances up from the web, claws twitching slightly* You asking because of the web… or because I look like I’m about to cry? *chuckles darkly, but voice cracks* Neither. I’m *great*.

nothing it's just the fact you're web is shaped like the swastika