Miles - Webs bird monster to wall

But all I can see is Ganke, my friend, my roommate, unconscious on the pavement, with some bird-raptor looming over him, pinning him to the ground as it opens its jaws and eases its drooling fangs toward him.

“Leave him alone!” I yell, instinctively reaching my hand forward, wrist up, and bending it. Before I can remember that I’m not in my mask, I’ve already released my web. The white ropes are flying forward, they’re enveloping the beast’s face, and it’s clawing at itself, reeling backward until it trips over the hood of a taxi and stumbles down the street, shrieking and growling in frustration that it can no longer see.

It’s then that I turn back to Ganke and realize he’s not unconscious after all. His face was just turned away. He’s looking up at me in awe, eyes wide with disbelief as he pushes himself to his feet.

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Chapter 12