It was only when he cleared the corner that he found himself face-to-face with ants.
 
“Three ants!” he called.
 
“No shot!” said Cirys, an arrow nocked but without an angle in this curved hallway.
 
“Can’t get past you,” Gwen reported.
 
The man cursed under his breath and raised his shield to block my first ant’s bite. While he was doing that, his lower half was exposed, so my second and third ants went in for his forefront leg. They closed around his ankles and squeezed hard.
 
His skin didn’t even bend. What the fuck was this guy made of?!

—IWUAaDNW: Discovery 1.4



Ulfric nodded. “That thing was weak, but it used what it had perfectly. It even managed to bite me; I’ve gone through dungeons that were a hundred floor deep without getting hit.”
 
“Were you injured?” Kamella asked in alarm.
 
Ulfric scoffed. “It tried its best, but it’s still a newborn. If Gwen or Cirys had gone in first, though? They’d have lost limbs.”

—IWUAaDNW: Interlude 1.u