<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>GM POSTING</strong></span></div><br/><hr/><br/>The blackened creature writhed in fury, panic, and pain as it was continually assaulted seemingly from all directions, and in several different manners. With a hard toss, Valoren was finally dislodged from it's claw, sending him sprawling to the sand in a good fifteen foot arc.<br/><br/>It seemed that that was the very last of the creatures strength though, as its form slowly wavered. Defined edges seemed to ripple intermittently, almost as if the thing were a heat mirage. All at once, the hard edges simply ceased to be, and the mass collapsed in upon itself as if it were made of liquid night. The puddle of darkness roiled and seethed, alive with hatred and the need to feed.<br/><br/>No longer able to sustain the enormous form, it seemed that the sentient puddle had other ideas. Slowly, it coalesced into hundreds of thousands of smaller forms. Each of the little forms had eight legs, and was roughly the size of a bottle cap. Hundreds of thousands of spiders began to separate themselves from the shrinking mass, and began to skitter off in differing directions. Hundreds simply buried themselves in the sand, kicking up little grains as they sought the safety of depth. A large chunk skittered into the sea, quicker than naturally possible, and all headed northwards in different directions. The rest of them that hadn't burrowed quickly vanished into the trees nearby, obviously headed south.<br/><br/>The only thing that remained from the entire debacle was what looked to be a bit of scorched sand, likely from the combination of dragon breath attacks heating and distorting the purity of the beach.