"Like he said, Formicia, find the meat." Arthur nodded.
Formica didn't hesitate. She moved directly to the middle basket and tapped it gently with one leg.
Trent lifted it to reveal the meat. "Impressive."
Next came aggression testing. A wooden figure on rails was suddenly thrust toward Formicia from behind—a simulation of a surprise attack on her master.
The spider reacted instantly, spinning and pinning the figure with precision webbing that immobilized it without destroying it.
"Controlled response," Trent noted. "Not excessive force."
The tests continued for another hour. Formicia demonstrated restraint, intelligence, and perfect obedience. The crowd grew, with more officials arriving to witness the unprecedented registration.
A woman in official robes pushed through. "I'm Magistrate Elana. This is most unusual, young man. What's your purpose in registering such a creature?"
"Guild formation," Arthur replied simply. "She'll be our Guild Beast."
