A splitting pain suddenly reveberated through it, and it recoiled with a short wheeze. Air rapidly entered the cavity of that punctured lung, exacerbating its collapse. The orthoclase could almost see a countdown timer in its periphery, wasted breaths coming faster.

It just needed to — get through this spider. Tear out that pale flesh and whatever organs it found. Kill it before it could get up and run away, and then take time to recover from this and sleep with the prize it was sure it would have —

It's going black so fast, it mentally observed, soft and too exhausted to mentally panic. Just go through the motions, finish the job.

@Game Master Dark

CW: Gore

GIANT WATER WALKER: 38/100 HP

Another twitch, stronger this time. Legs began to move--then curled back in. The Giant Water Walker was fighting its paralysis; it was unlikely to survive, now, the damage that Orthoclase-Alpha was doing. Unknowable organs were torn forth, strange and misshapen by vertebrate standards. Liquids of various colors began to ooze from the gaping wounds.

Within Orthoclase-Alpha's body, the spider-swarm continued their assault.

@Orthoclase-Alpha

CW: continued gore mentions

Its ripping and tearing grew more lethargic as the spider tried to fend off the paralytic venom plaguing it and organic juices spilled across its claws and teeth. A wheeze was near-constantly running through the air and it had to move in starts and stops — rearing back to take a breath (maybe cough up blood a few times) before diving back in.

Until... it just about collapsed, head inside the spider's thorax cavity still, breaths whistling in and out. Its eyes were barely open, but they just stared, lost in the grotesque dripping of blood-lymph cocktail from severed vessels.

@Game Master Dark

GIANT WATER WALKER: 32/100 HP

The Water Walker's legs twitched, and then uncurled... slowly, gradually. But it was on its back, Orthoclase-Alpha having torn too deeply into its abdominal cavity--and its weight too great atop that--for it to easily pull itself free.

Still half-paralyzed, now badly wounded, the spider's legs began to slowly wave in the air... as if begging help from someone, anyone, against this senseless attack.

@Orthoclase-Alpha

Breaths came in shrill stutters.

The orthoclase went limp on top of the spider, not at all intentionally, but almost instinctively settling in. It squinted and screwed its eyes shut again with a keening sound that slowly trailed off as gemstone started to creep around it.

As the world went up in a yellow haze, it quietly hoped its Overseer wouldn't be disappointed.

exit alpha via chrysalis?
@Game Master Dark

It took the Water Walker some time to die. Perhaps if the damage weren't so great... Or perhaps if Orthoclase-Alpha and its heavy gemstone had not settled directly atop it, their combined weight pressing down on already-terrible wounds.

Legs flailed in the air, mechanical, slow, rhythmic motions that eventually jittered, and stopped. Long minutes passed before the body began to decay, rapidly congealing and dripping into black, shining Oil that slipped down into the soil.

Left in place was a jagged chunk of Eye Agate, perhaps the size of Orthoclase-Alpha's head.

The myriad tiny spiders still on Orthoclase fled away, into the water--or were consumed and crushed by its gemstone.

@Orthoclase-Alpha