Olm watched the two of them in disbelief. They were so mismatched, and yet strangely in harmony. The huge creature seemed oddly submissive to Spider, even though it dwarfed him hugely. The creature rested its head on Spider's chest, closing its eyes and making a sort of growling sigh. Spider looked unsure of himself as he patted its head gently, but the scene was so perfect, so harmonious, that he seemed reluctant to shatter it.
Then it fell apart. Spider lurched backwards, clutching at his chest, and Olm remembered that Spider was due for another shot of antibiotics. Unfrtunately, Spider had shocked the creature when he fell, and it took to the wing, throwing Olm to the ground. By the time he had gotten up, it was quite far off and accelerating fast. Ignoring it for now, he rushed up to Spider, hurriedly preparing a syringe. It was fortunate, in a way, that Spider was almost bent double, since had he been stood upright, Olm would not have been able to reach to inject the antitoxins into the artery in his neck. He did so, causing Spider almost to collapse under the sedative effect. Olm was barely able to keep him upright as they returned slowly to Pyke...
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