Raymond Arachnos, or 'Slinger' to anyone who didn't want to find themselves suspended from the ceiling in a web prison, watched from the shadows. Position wise, he had opted to deviate from the rest of the group, as was normal for him. Observe and surgically strike, eliminating key targets while they were unaware of his presence. With lithe agility he scurried from the shadows of one warehouse box to the next, shifting ever closer to the gathering of people. He could hear the commotion of the stupid dragon and the blood-thirsty demon over the comm system. Once he had served his term with this crack group, Ray was going to leave as fast as he could. With a shake of the head, he returned his head to the situation at hand. His primary targets was the one holding the launchers. Supernatural or no, that would cause harm. Second target was the operator of the forklift. The rest could be dealt with in any order. A small flick of light far to his right caught the Arachnes attention. One of the guards had slipped behind some containers away from the others and had lit up a cigarette. Not one to waste an opportunity, Ray slunk over to his location. With a sick and twisted smile, he whispered into the comm system: [i]'Time for a little fun'[/i] and then clicked it off.

The guard walked forward slightly, flicking his cigarette ash into the wind. It was half-way back to his mouth when he suddenly felt it fly from his hands. Turning around, his mouth was suddenly filled with web. Reaching for his gun, he found his hands had already been bound to each-other in front of him. Turning to run, he tripped over, his feet snagging on a line of web. He was caught before he could land on the floor and make a noise though, and was slowly turned around to look eyes to eye with a humanoid with eight long spider legs protruding from his back, short brown horns and a gleaming white smile filled with fangs.
"Good evening."
The smile widened as the creature gently placed him against a container. The guard tried his best to do something, anything, but all he could manage was a muffled gurgle. The spider creature just smiled and began to run its spider legs over him. Long silken threads began to be drawn from the tips of the legs and before long, had bound the man completely, leaving only his neck an d head free, his mouth thoroughly filled with web.. The spider creature nodded at his handiwork.
"Now, I want answers, but I am too worried you will scream. So, first I am going to...soften you up..."
Without any further warning, the spider creature bit into the mans neck. The man convulsed involuntarily as neuro-toxin was pumped into his system. He felt his already bound body go stiff from paralysis. The fear in his eyes just seemed to fuel this monster on.