[b]Peter Queen/Spiderbolt[/b]

"Spidey, what do you say? I can do quite a lot to this miserable little fairy tale," said Baron Doom, holding Dark Goblin in a rather uncomfortable looking hold.
"Don't. Kill. Him," replied Spiderbolt, anger brimming.
"Aw, so you [i]do[/i] care about me," said the Goblin, grabbing hold of an explosive arrow, stabbing it into the floor underneath Doom, before smacking him and rolling away.
What then ensued was an furious exchange of punches, kicks and blocks. Spiderbolt managed to get some good hits in, but Dark Goblin seemed to be faster. Stronger. More experienced. So when the Goblin finally decided that playtime was over, Spiderbolt was with his back to him, sprawled on the ground, three arrows embedded in non-lethal, yet very painful places on his back. Spiderbolt was out of the game.