And there is, indeed, another blast of snow to the face -- this time not from the swirling storm, but directly from the spinneret-looking spot on the vast spider's abdomen. It's clearly a move of flailing defense as it reacts to the unexpected eye injury; the creature is still staggering slightly, which at its size is not necessarily reassuring.

Chuck's spider, meanwhile, clings to the stick even as its leg is forced backward -- and pays for it almost immediately, as the leg gives way with a sharp bitter snap like a green stick. Its shriek is a thin wail in comparison to the full-grown spider's bellow, but still loud enough to shiver the eardrums.