He’s big, he’s strong, he’s ridiculously tough, but he’s no Leviathan.
Leviathan had a crapton of offensive power on top of his near-impenetrable flesh. Crawler has a decent bit of that too, but he’s definitely specialized in defense.
My spiders began weaving their threads into braids, the flying bugs directing them in and through loops of silk as the threads spooled out. Where bugs couldn’t hover, they directed their flight into tight corkscrews to slow themselves.
So does that mean they’re making ropes, in the hopes of tying Crawler up?
Spider silk or no, I’m not sure that’s going to work.
I wondered if this was the most bugs I’d ever controlled. The buzz of my power thrummed through me to the point that I was barely aware of myself and where I was standing.
Careful! Don’t lose yourself to the swarm!
It wasn’t just the number of bugs, but the number of instructions. Spiders were spooling thread, organizing by the amounts they had remaining.
I guess even Skitter’s multitasking has limits.