vindicio:

    ❝ Venak hol.❞ She glanced over to him

        before giving the gigantic yet very much

        dead spider one final look of contempt. 

     ❝ What is it that you want? ❞ 

         "Many things,“ he shrugs. "None within my reach.
In truth, I heard a strange sound. I suppose I just had
to know what it was before I could rest easy.  It would
seem it was nothing more than a spider.”