Nick couldn't say another word. With one hand, he grabbed John by the collar and immediately bolted toward the other door.
John shouted, "Ack! Let go of me, I can run by myself!"
"Damn it! Are you stupid? At a time like this you're still standing there talking about artistic value?"
"Hahaha... sorry, habit." John scratched his head, then forced himself to sprint toward the door behind them.
KRIT! KRIT!
That bizarre monster charged at them, its body like a gigantic spider. Even though it looked huge and heavy, it moved at a speed that was hard to believe.
"This is bad! It's too fast!"
Hearing that, John laughed and said, "Do you know spiders are very fast? The fastest speed a triangle-weaver spider can reach is 1,692 miles per hour."
Nick: "..."
"Do you realize how insanely dangerous this is right now, and you still have time to give a science lecture?"
"Hehehe... sorry, habit."
BAM!
