The old woman of the Celestial Spider Race led her younger kin, speeding away from the Golden Roar without daring to look back.
The old woman didn't dare stop until they had traveled for another full day, long after the Golden Roar's aura was completely out of range.
SPIT~
The moment she stopped, the old woman violently spat out a large mouthful of blood, her face turning frighteningly pale.
Her withered chest rose and fell rapidly as she gasped for air.
"Grandma Ancestor, are you all right?" a young man in black rushed forward to support her, his face filled with concern.
The old woman shook her head, her voice laced with lingering fear. "They truly are a race descended from the Immortal Realm. Though they have fallen, their power cannot be underestimated."
The Golden Roar Ancestor's strength far exceeded her expectations.
If she had faced him head-on, the Golden Roar Ancestor would have killed her in under three moves.
