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<span class="mu-r">“How about you get somewhere safe and we’ll call it even,”</span> you began, glancing at his nametag. <span class="mu-r">“‘Stan’.”</span>
The man grinned with a mixture of child-like wonder and excitement as he gave you a thumbs up. <span class="mu-r">“You betcha! Now, go kick some robot keister!”</span> he demanded.
You couldn’t help but laugh at his seemingly boundless enthusiasm. <span class="mu-r">“You don’t have to tell me twice.”</span> you said, firing a quick webline at a nearby building and pulling yourself into the air.
And before he retreated out of earshot, the old man shouted one last word in your direction.
<span class="mu-r">“Excelsior!”</span>
<span class="mu-r">“Whatever you say, grandpa.”</span> you muttered under your breath.
Saving lives is all well and good, but you really needed to figure out where everyone was. Warren and W were still missing, and you haven’t checked in with Pandora yet. Coordinating with her would be essential to securing campus security.
<span class="mu-b">“Huntsman! We’ve got incoming!”</span> Nico shouted.
You turned to face the direction where her staff was pointing, and your jaw dropped. The person quickly approaching you was by no means a Spider Slayer or a killer robot of any kind.
No, she was actually a sight for sore eyes, among many other things. A reliable ally, a powerful combatant, and…a potential complication.
Gwen Stacy had arrived on the scene, and if her expression was anything to go by, she wasn’t at all pleased by the assault on her old school.
<span class="mu-g">“Does anyone wanna tell me what the hell is going on here?”</span>
(To be continued…)
