One of the spiders in the back hisses fiercely, and Jinx begins winding up her minigun, looking around uncertainly. Tension is high for a long minute, before the drider finally holds up her hand. "Very well. You may pass. Though, do watch out for my pet. I can never seem to control him, when he gets hungry."<br/><br/>The webs on the path ahead retreat, somewhat, leaving a narrow, but clear, route for them to follow.