it doesnt budge as Chrissy stares at the screens.

She keeps trying anyways.

then she saw the weavers who took her chatting nearby.

She storms over to them.

they looked over and beamed. one said, *ah, a customer! hello! what sla- i mean, what kind of servant would you like?*

"Who's running this operation?" She keeps her tone steady, though she'd very much like to bite every single one of these weavers.

they looked at each other before walking off. a bit later, a massive weaver, somewhat bigger than Arachne, walked out. the snake head was that of a king cobras, the spider bod is that of a tarantula, and the metal head looks more like this mechs head.

She's seen weavers like this before; They're not exactly hard to spot. She's not intimidated.

he smirked. *so, what servant can i get for you?*

"None of them. I'm shutting this down." She replies. Her voice is steady, but there's a cold tone to her voice that makes it clear just what she thinks of this.