( He calls back, in a strained voice that sounds very much like that of a man having some trouble.
It's just that the stupid spider stole his sword and is scuttling around the room like a fucking toddler on high octane crack cocaine while its buddy tries repeatedly to bite Dean's throat out with venomous fangs.
Fortunately for his survival rate, but unfortunately for his existential crisis about his own humanity, he doesn't need to rely on weapons as much anymore now that he can do weird magic and Witcher bullshit.
A second later, the spider at his throat is blasted back with one struggle-bus Aard sign. It does not flop down the stairs so much as yeet down it, crashing to Lucifer's feet still half-alive and struggling to right itself.
Dean, meanwhile, goes back to chasing Crack Toddler Fetch Spider, trying to snatch the hilt of his sword from it before it can scoot out the window and steal it entirely. )
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( He calls back, in a strained voice that sounds very much like that of a man having some trouble.
It's just that the stupid spider stole his sword and is scuttling around the room like a fucking toddler on high octane crack cocaine while its buddy tries repeatedly to bite Dean's throat out with venomous fangs.
Fortunately for his survival rate, but unfortunately for his existential crisis about his own humanity, he doesn't need to rely on weapons as much anymore now that he can do weird magic and Witcher bullshit.
A second later, the spider at his throat is blasted back with one struggle-bus Aard sign. It does not flop down the stairs so much as yeet down it, crashing to Lucifer's feet still half-alive and struggling to right itself.
Dean, meanwhile, goes back to chasing Crack Toddler Fetch Spider, trying to snatch the hilt of his sword from it before it can scoot out the window and steal it entirely. )