In terms of protecting these people, I spread my bugs out over every surface, until a potential threat wouldn’t be able to take a step without killing one. It would serve as advance warning in case any members of Hookwolf’s alliance came through to make trouble.
Nice!
I spread out some flying insects to try to detect airborne threats like Rune.
Most of the flying bugs, however, I was using to sweep over my surroundings, checking buildings and building interiors. I wanted first aid kits, anything these people could use to clean their wounds.
Just about anything useful would be good to have.
Noting the lack of suture threads, I had my spiders start using their silk to spin something long, thick and tough enough, threading it through the holes of needles for their use.
Oooh, nice.
It would slow down my costume production a touch, but I could deal.
How long does it take these spiders to produce their silk?
“That doesn’t look very sterile,” a woman said, from behind me, as I checked the length of the thread one set of spiders had produced. It was the pinched, gray-haired woman from just a little bit ago.
The last sentence came as no surprise. I figured it was her before I even read “woman”.
She does have a point, though.
“More than you’d think. I raised these little ladies myself. They live in terrariums.”
“That doesn’t mean it’s clean enough to thread through someone’s open wounds.”
True, but it’s probably the best you’ve got, at least if the lack of thread was counting whatever the paramedics have left.
“No,” I replied, feeling a bit irritated, “But in the absence of good alternatives, I’d rather use this and then supply everyone here with antibiotics at some point in the next day or so. Which they probably need anyways.”
Yeah, there’s a good chance of that.
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