[The blaster cooks a small hole in the swarm. The others back away, cautiously... then surge forward.
Percy fumbles with his own... the oddity of the weapon and the strange feeling of anything NOT a sword makes the shot a bit wild... but with a pile of arachnids like this? It hardly matters.
He starts backing away only a far as where Miles is standing.]
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Percy fumbles with his own... the oddity of the weapon and the strange feeling of anything NOT a sword makes the shot a bit wild... but with a pile of arachnids like this? It hardly matters.
He starts backing away only a far as where Miles is standing.]