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Alec watches in horror as rhona and leon faint. He felt himself stop. His hands going to his mouth, tumbling he stares at the golden spider. Hate filling his eyes...more hate then he has ever felt before. He stares at the spider's human form lurching trying to grab at the goddess...only to fail and fall onto the ground. He pounds a fist onto the ground then curls up, forcing himself into his jackal form. A form that is smaller...easier to get away from a person. His form shaking as he curls up as far away from the unconscious bodies as possible. Hating himself...hating that spider. For once actually wishing a certain winged menace was still in his head. Someone who wouldn't be able to use that power in the first place. More prominent though is his hatred for himself, for what he just lost control for and did. Knowing if he got too close...he might try to finish them off...hoping that they get up and flee.