All the named ones were lined infront of me, including Ge'traks trophy mate.

"Alright, first of, Freya you are from now my personal guard."

A bit taken aback by my sudden and blunt order she nodded with no complaint, fortunatly.

"Ernyök, you will train the striders. They have been slaccking off for long enough."

He seemeds to like the idea of having some authority over the striders.

"Train them for what?"

"Everything."

"Mallia, you will train the unnamed arachnids. You are by far the best and most experienced huntress."

She nodded with enthusiams, I got used to her grinning instead of smiling.

"Ge'track, we will talk later."

He understood that I know that his trophy mate has the purest royal blood from all of us, we have to talk about the princess.

"Dimitriv, you and Zmeya will explore the area and tell me everything you find."

He was understandably confused.

"Zmeya?"

I pointed with my thumb to a very not happy snake woman with obsidian black scales, Zmeya. Dimitriv noticed that I made some changes to her, which includes removing the part that made her passive.

"And you, I name you Arya."

She was obviosly overflowing with joy, but the others not so much. It's obvious that they're confused I named her without her earning it, but if I understand right she's going to be a Arachnid Queen.

"Now go."

All of them left except Ge'trak and Freya, though Dimitriv was very hesitant sind Zmeya clearly has a grugde that won't go away that easily.

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"So, wise guy, when were you gonna tell me of the princess?"

"Once you asked."

"Ah, of course. Freya break his jaw, thank you."

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I was waiting outside the leaders tent with Ernyök, we are both supposed to start train the others but Ernyök had a idea which I found worth a try aswell.

"How do we ask him?"

"i don't know, it was your idea."

Finally Ge'trak came out of the tent, but we were suprised to see his jaw hanging loose. He was already weaving something with his lower pair of hands, probably to keep his jaw where it should be.

"Is Komutzu in a bad mood? Should we come back later?"

"No, we ask him now."

Ernyök walked into the tent with no hesitation as if someone didn't just walk out there with a broken jaw.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

In the tent Freya was standing next to Komutzu, who sat on the ground. Well, as much you could sit with a chittanus abdomen and spider legs.

"What is it?"

Knowing her she is just annoyed that we keep her from her alone time with Komutzu.

"Leader, we had a Question. What do you do with your husks?"

"My husks? Usually eat them."

"What about that extremly thick husk you shed after that fight?"

"Ah, that one. It was too hard to eat all of it. Why do you ask?"

"We were just wondering, if it is hard enough to craft weapons out of it."

Komutzu looked away in thought, clearly pondering if our request could actually be turned into reality.

"Weapons like what?"

"Spear and shield."

Ernyök is probably still inspired by Komutzus example back when we were hatchlings.

"Short blades for each of my hands."

I preffer suprising my prey from above, I noticed that I first have to land and then strike since I don't want to crack my hands. But having those blades would allow me to strike before even landing and spare my hands.

"... I will find you once I have some results."

He was calmer than I thought, why did he break Ge'taks jaw in the first place? Better not ask too many Questions.

"Now, I think you two have something to do."

Of course Freya is trying to shoo us away and with her new authority she's now an even bigger pain to deal with, as if she wasn't big enough.

I left without waiting for Ernyök.

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Well, this was to be expected.

I can feel my chittin crack as Zmeyas serpentine body was sqeezing the life out of me, not in the fun way.

"... Uhgh... You know, you won't live long if you kill me."

Her grip was still tight, but i stopped actively killing me.

"... Look, I get it. You won't trust me and I'm not asking you to. I am just going to say we are the same."

I'm definetly not good with women, my last lover killed me multiple times. How else would there be so many consciousnesses in my body?

"... We are both reborn from the dead."

"How did you know!?"

"If you were not, you would have killed me already."

She paused thinking about what I sayd, perhaps I'm better with women than I thought- nope. She's crushing me again.