[center][h2]To help a Spider[/h2][/center]

Explaining the circumstances of how he knew this particular broodmother had been unfortunate enough, with a small reprimanding from Zarrath for making a deal with a demon in the first place, but proceeding to be the central point of contact between the group of three that were approaching her and the broodmother herself? That had proven unexpected and somewhat unwelcome. [color=FireBrick][i]Of all the rotten luck...[/i][/color] Never mind the seething looks of disdain that Souta kept shooting the Nephilim, which he didn't feel were entirely necessary. Still, an argument on the matter would serve no purpose, so he let the weapons smith have his disdain.

Upon reaching the broodmother's location, with the webbing and broodlings skittering around far too reminiscent of their last meeting, the two parties made their exchange of information. And it turned out their job would probably be amongst the easiest one out of all of the options he'd been presented with. Both the half-demon and Souta seemed sure that they could handle the mooks and Wrath was inclined to agree, though he did find that Vega could create his own minions somewhat worrisome. And that was because it meant that he was getting stronger. As he turned to follow his companions and the three broodlings, Wrath turned back to the Broodmother had disappeared briefly, searching for some sign of the female body he'd brought her, but seeing none. Perhaps it wasn't ready yet? Regardless, he set off, determined to get this done.