Grimjack raised an eyebrow as the kid in spandex bound up the armored guy in what looked suspiciously like spider silk. Looks like the scrawny guy had more tricks up his sleeve than John initially thought. Soon, the armored guy was bound up in so much web that he couldn't possibly break out, though several strands creaked as they strained underneath the armor's thrashing. Before he knew it, the kid was standing in front of him giving his names."Spiderman? Not a very creative name, but you're a surprisingly skilled fighter. Name's-" It was then that there was a massive snap as several strands of webbing broke, and that had weakened the entire rig enough that Nightmare escaped from the hold. John's face took on a determined look as he sheathed his sword and unholstered his other pistol. "Watch your ass." Dashing to the side, he unloaded two full magazines into Nightmare, though they didn't do much. Pressing the release on the guns, he tossed them into the air, causing the magazines to sling out and clatter to the ground. John pulled out two more, though these looked a lot different. They were solid black and had a bar of light on each side. As the guns dropped back down, he snapped the magazines into the guns. As soon as they clicked into place, a high-pitched hum was heard that only got higher in pitch. John took aim, and fired. With a massive crack-whip of sound, two bursts of pure electrical energy slammed into Nightmare, knocking him onto the ground. Smoke billowed from every seam in the gun, so Grimjack ejected the magazines, which were now charred and blackened. Turning to Spidey with a death's head grin, he said, "Like it? Too bad each one's single-use. They're expensive as hell. He's not getting up anytime soon, though." He'd basically fired a tazer at him, though, unbeknownst to John, Nightmare was considerably tougher than that. Holstering his pistols, he said, "Name's Gaunt. John Gaunt, bounty hunter."