Samuel continued to examine his interface. He had chosen the skill "Immortal anger," but he was still trying to understand how it worked. The walls of the cave were bathed in a light softened by the dancing shadows of the fire.

Helydia, noticing his distress, approached and said, "You seem to be struggling with this skill." "Maybe you haven't fully grasped its effect yet."

Samuel lifted his eyes from the interface, his face expressionless as always. "Yes, I think you are right." "Maybe I should put it to the test in practice."

"Well," replied Helydia. "But first of all, let's talk about the exit from this cave and how you could master your skills."

Samuel nodded his head. "That's exactly what I wanted to know." What should I do to get out of here?

Helydia, appearing thoughtful, explained: "I can show you the way, but before that, there is one thing you need to know." "I have always been consumed by a pain that I have never been able to shake off."

Samuel, curious, asked: "What kind of illness?"

Helydia hesitated for a moment, then explained with a tone of voice that revealed a certain vulnerability: "I am constantly tormented by an intense and all-encompassing desire." It's like an obsession that consumes me, a kind of unease that I can't control. I don't know how to explain it any other way. "If you can meet this need, I will guide you and help you."

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Samuel, recalling his years of war and his self-control, understood the nature of the situation. "Ah, I see." "In our world, this kind of disorder is called nymphomania."

Helydia seems confused but slowly nods, as if the term resonates in a way that is unfamiliar to her. "Nymphomania?" I don't know this term. "But I am ready to show you what I need."

In an instant, Helydia transforms, shedding her spider appearance to don a complete human form. Her feet, her hands, and her genitals materialized, making her perfectly human only her eyes were as red and veiny as usual. She was now standing in front of Samuel, her human body providing a striking contrast to her arachnid form.

They slowly drew closer, Helydia guiding Samuel with a palpable intensity. In this closeness, Samuel noticed details he hadn't seen before: the wrinkles of age at the corners of Helydia's eyes, crow's feet that contradicted her face, which seemed so young. The exchange was significant, with each person feeling a certain liberation in this physical connection.

Once the embrace was over, Helydia resumed her spider form with a sigh of relief. "Now that my need is met, I am ready to help you, and if you satisfy me even more from time to time, I am willing to follow you to the ends of the earth."

Samuel, although still stoic, felt an underlying sense of relief. "Very well, show me the way out and how to use my skills."