Sarah lay on the arena floor with her vision whited out.
Not fully blind—the flash at point-blank range had produced the most severe visual disruption she had experienced in the fight, but her eyes were present, the disruption temporary, the recovery process beginning even as she lay flat on the stone. The brightness was at its peak and would fade. It would fade faster without new exposures arriving to reset the gradient.
She needed to not get hit while her vision recovered.
She stitched the space around her body.
Not targeted threads—coverage, a radius of occupied space around her prone position, threads connecting points in the air above her and beside her to fixed anchors in the floor and walls, the web forming from her prone position outward rather than from an upright posture.
Lying flat changed the geometry—the web built horizontally rather than vertically, the coverage pattern different from anything she had built in the fight so far.
