[center][h2][color=E137E3]Caty Davis, the Spider-Woman, Is Playing Tug of War[/color][/h2][/center]

The others sprung into action as if they were an in-sync well oiled machine. Caty trusted Danny and Sam to work well together, but this new guy really impressed her. He doubted himself, but his skill and suit were once again impressive. After this was all over she'd definitely want to work with him again, but maybe it wasn't the best idea thinking of future team-ups in the middle of the one they were in right now. They had to survive that first and there was no guarantee that taking away the staff was really going to make taking him down any easier. But again, not the time to be pessimistic. Optimism typically won out the day against her bigger threats. And this guy? A really big threat.

Caty turned to Weaver to answer his question. [color=E137E3]"I need you with me. We're going to do what you did earlier, except this time we're going to intentionally hit his staff. Remember the game, Tug of War?"[/color] She was sure that he did and pointed her arm out to pull herself towards the Spider-Monkey. She landed on the ground within range for her webs, but not close enough to where he could fall or step on her if this all went wrong. Caty was nervous, to be honest she was kind of scared. She trusted herself and the others, but this was feeling too easy. Like something was about to go really wrong. Her chest started to feel heavy, her head was ringing like her spider-senses were going into overdrive. She couldn't breathe. Why couldn't she breathe? She was about to rip off her mask when she noticed something on her hand.

It was [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b5/e6/67/b5e6673434d7a57db48c3e5e895d7179.jpg]Jumper[/url], her Metallic Blue Jumping Spider. Out of all the spiders she ever came in contact with, this one has never left her alone. It's been with her since she got her powers. Jumper stared into the eyes of her mask and in turn she stared back into his coming back to reality. She was okay. Nothing was wrong. Everyone was okay, but they might not be if she didn't get started. [color=E137E3]"Thanks, Jumper. I got this, buddy."[/color] Jumper climbed up the sleeve of her hoodie. Caty then planted her feet in the ground, aimed at the giant staff, and fired webs from both of her wrists beginning the biggest game of Tug of War in her life. Fortunately for her, Weaver joined her. She hoped they'd be enough.

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[center][h1]GM POST[/h1][/center]

The Spider-Monkey was getting spider-piled. First, he was hit by a barrage of web bullets from Argyros, which both stung and annoyed him. He couldn't block or avoid every one, but he did manage to block some hits to vital areas with his staff. While he was dealing with that he felt a shock to his hand that caused him to loosen his grip on the staff, but he recovered it immediately while clenching his fist with anger. He didn't have time to think about that when a giant webbed fist came hurling towards his face. The Spider-Monkey planned to block it with his staff, but felt something, or rather someone latch onto and tug at it. He glanced down to look and see two costumed Spider-People pulling at his staff. He recognized them both from the attempt to blind him earlier. This momentary distraction however was enough to get his face punched in causing him to stumble down the building a little.

This loosened his grip once more leaving a glimpse of hope for the heroes, but in a refueled fury the Spider-Monkey gripped his staff again and roared out loud shattering the glass of the building he was latched to. To stop himself from being skewered the Spider-Monkey jumped down causing Spider-Woman and Weaver to fall from the force. Their webs were still attached however and Spider-Woman immediately stood up, guaranteed not to give up here. She planned to use his elevation and momentum to their advantage, but this could still work. It had to work. Weaver got up next to her and the game of War truly began.

The Spider-Monkey pulled against them and seemed to be winning with his overwhelming strength. When all hope seemed to be lost The Arachnid landed on the other side of Spider-Woman. [color=cc0000]"Don't worry. I'm here and I have back-up."[/color]

The Arachnid turned towards the Spider-Monkey and planted one of his mechanical arms into the ground as support while aiming the remaining three at the Spider-Monkey's staff alongside his own two hands. [color=cc0000]"Whoever created you should've given you more arms."[/color] He released his own webs and his mechanical arms opened up in the center releasing mechanical webs, all attaching to the staff and began pulling hard. It took a minute of tugging, but it seemed like Araltus' baton did more damage than they thought, because the Spider-Monkey in a moment of numbing pain released one hand from his staff allowing the trio to pull the staff away.

[color=E137E3]"Spider-Man, scoop and launch the staff at the closest building! Araltus, web it! Awesome Suit-Man, more pot shots! We're taking him down!"[/color]

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