Whatever the relation between the baby spider and the adult, there doesn't seem to be much going on in the way of parental protectiveness; the bigger spider ignores the little one's cry and goes right back at Alistair, this time lunging to bite.

The smaller spider, with two of its legs injured and apparently facing an unbiteable foe, tries firing its freezing blast at Chuck again. It's colder this time, and sharper; snow crystallizes out of the air in its path, and frost forms on the edges of Chuck's outermost coat.