Spider laughed.
"You obviously work for the Cartel...and I have no love fer them." Spider said with a low growl, "And I am not about to let a servant of the Cartal 'do their job' here. So...that means you got two choices...fight me to get to them...or give up and go away..."
Spider balanced on one handfoot while raising the other, a ball of electricity forming around it.
"Yer choice bud.." Spider said casually, "I don' like to fight unless necessary...and but I really don' like jerks like you. And if yer goin' ter call me things...I'd rather you call me Spider, Drakkic or " he winced slightly, "Crossbreed 738...I much prefer Spider or Drakkic."
Spider looked at him daringly.
"Well?"
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