Miles - Split second maneuver

“It’s what they deserve,” he says, narrowing his eyes at me. He glances from me, to the canister, to me again. I hear a click, and it all goes into slow motion. His grappling hook launches through the air, and I have a split second to decide what to do.

I launch my ball of web, hoping it makes it to the canister first, but I can’t tell. All I see is green. All I feel is gravity pulling me through the air. Everything’s a haze, and when I finally open my eyes to see myself falling, and Peter falling a few feet away head-first, instinct kicks in.

I reach out and grab him around the waist with one arm, and web-sling with the other, latching onto the nearest rooftop terrace railing and flinging us up onto the nearest building.

I fall to my knees and collapse wherever we’ve landed.

“Miles?” comes Peter’s voice form somewhere in the haze. “Miles, you did it! Look!”

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Chapter 17