Francesca dug her dagger into the spider as it started to climb up the cliff. She could tell it didn't have much left in it. . . Especially since it decided to to release it's grip on the cliff and fall, presumably to it's demise. With little time to react she released the dagger and used Flicker to make for the cliff. She made it, well, at least the edge. Half her body landed on top and the other half off. She pulled herself up with Swansong still in her hand. She couldn't let the borrowed weapon get destroyed, even if it was one borrowed from an animal. She moved away to make sure it didn't try one of web tricks as her music was ending.

[i]To the emptiness and sadness
That has come to take the place of you.[/i]