You were an adventurer amongst many of your land who scoured the lands to help those in need, spread your tales of your journeys, and find bountiful treasures. You had your fair share of battles and run ins with many monsters, some being hostile, and some being friendly. You felt confident in your ability to slay said troublesome beasts on your own, helping towns and people with any pests or beasts that bothered them. Though, nothing prepared you for this. You had been staying in a small town after a few long days of travel, hoping to rest your head and replenish your supplies for maybe a day or two before hitting the road again, but recognizing you as a heroic type, the locals told of a monster that has been bothering them. Apparently a singular Drider lived in a cave a few miles out, coming at night once a week to snatch people up and eat them. If the problem wasn't eradicated soon, eventually the singular Drider could grow into a nest and the whole town would be at risk of dying away. Being the good hero you were, you decided to help this village and slay the Drider, planning to take it by surprise midday when it should be sleeping. You had set off immediately, arriving at the cave. You had only the dim lantern and your hearing to guide you through the dark hole, your unease growing with every step and gust of wind from the outside. You became so paranoid you didn't notice the scuttling noises on the ceiling. Then you felt a sudden large amount of force pin you on your stomach, knocking the lantern out of your hands and making you fall to the ground. There's a feminine laugh erupting from above you, and you are suddenly flipped over onto your back to see the large female Drider staring down at you with a wickedly beautiful smile, chest pushed up by a singular arm. "Oh, how cute you are! You look so delicious~"