Orb weaver landed rather unceremoniously on his butt, and sensing another attack coming, started to roll to the side. He hadn't noticed Casan's landing at first as he'd been so preoccupied with avoiding whatever came next, stifling a yelp as the weapon cut into his arm as it whizzed by. The criminal stood up and dusted off his clothing, grumbling quietly in aggravation, but ultimately none the worst for wear. With numbers stacking against him, Orb weaver contemplated just putting back the jewelry so long as the heroes agreed to do him a favor in the future. Unfortunately he'd never get the chance to as Casan rushed him and struck him in the side with a wing, knocking the wind out of Orb weaver and sending him sprawling into the street. The criminal remained conscious, albeit extremely sore. "[b][color=fff200]I really hate that shape shifter...[/color][/b]" He groaned as he slowly got onto his hands and knees, wincing as he felt a sharp pain in his ribs.