Arachnid narrowed his eyes as the red and black clad villain stopped his webbing almost as if it were nothing. He widened his eyes as he viewed the detonator, as the detonator was pushed his sixth sense alerted him. He jumped skyward quickly, his horizontal leap staggeringly high. He was suspended over two stories, looking down toward the new arrival and the black and red clad villain. Aiming his arm forward a stream of webbing fired down toward them, landing between the two, the webbing allowed him to slingshot forward. Once he got to a close enough range his left fist was cocked back, ready to spring forward and drive his fist into the villain's face while he was distracted. 
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Moira growled slightly when Wolf chuckled, she was somewhat bothered that she wasn't seen as intimidating , his explanation made sense of it though. [i][b]Obviously I am not an enemy...[/i][/b] She thought at him, her tone sounding sweeter and less hostile, flattered in a way. [i][b]I agree Wolf, nothing can ever be easy..[/i][/b] She thought, her tone much more calm, her tails graced the soft, seemingly overgrown foliage, the life seeming to sap out of them and become discolored, become a tan color. [i][b]Hmm...[/i][/b] She wondered what Mason was up to.