While the other two were busy making flashy shows of what they can do, Mik just sort of stood there. Stretching a bit, while he's already stretched out, it's never a bad thing to stretch a bit more. Plus it feels so nice. The arachnid outstretched every one of his limbs to the limits of their reach, and then let them go limp as Vos passed by him. May as well let those two peter eachother out, then beat them into submission once they're tired. No sense in stopping them, especially if they're willing to beat themselves up. Saves him the trouble. 

There were two fella's here, and they had opted to take the flashy path. Dressing in showy dress to impress or intimidate, whichever one of the two. They also had decided to show the other parties involved what they were capable of. The biker with obvious overcompensation issues, was quite skilled at sending things flying? Maybe. And the other was skilled at stopping things in their tracks. Isn't this just a peachy little group of folks?