The brilliant beam crosses the distance in an instance, Slamming into the wagon wheel, disintegrating the spokes of the nearest and splintering the wheel. Blasting the shards across under the wagon into the opposing rear wheel, both wheels sagged to the wall-ward ways.<br/>Rear, middle, and fore under attack the oxen bounce in their traces, but the narrowness of the road prevented them crossing forward, backwards or sideways. Canticle saw the arrival of the pony-sized spider, about two man lengths above the road clinging to the wall under the precipice.