Cyrano let down the narrow hallway after fazra, and it was only at this point that he noticed spider thing, and the ensnaring webs that it had woven in its own struggles against the abomination.
"Fellow or foe?" He asked himself out loud while still turning his attention to the abomination rather than the spider thing. If it attacked him, then he would know. 
He placed himself at Fazras side as the abomination regained it's balance and pressed the attack in another great sweeping arc, seemingly teying to cleave through both fazra and cyrano in one blow. Had either of them been lacking in either strength or courage, the abomination might have done so, but as it was, Cyrano caught the blow that still nearly threw him into fazra, and bit down hard on the things wrist. A bite that would have easily sheared through most of a man did not loosen the abominations grip on its weapon, but still Cyrano reared and braced himself to try to keep the weapon pinned so that another could close and destroy the thing. Cyrano did not need the taste that he got of the creature to know that it's strength and endurance were magically fueled, but knowing so helped assuage his pride at not being able to take the things arm off in one blow