[B]Apex[/B]

Overlooking the Spitfire hideout that had just went into a blazing inferno, probably the most dangerous man in Insurrection watched, he watched as a spider themed clad acrobat jumped out the window. Deep orange eyes zoomed in on the person and took in what info it could gather such as height, possible weight and even identifying the tech that was visible. The databanks within man's implants identified most of the gear as Arachnid tech, the thing that some of his own things were based on. He would've grinned if his face wasn't already sent in that expression. The lower half of his face was similar to that of a skull. No cheeks and teeth exposed. 

He was in a kneeling position and followed him from a distance. Although he preferred to go full frontal assault, he was curious about this little prey. Agile, quick, a possible entertaining hunt and maybe a good meal later on. 

When the prey was in civilian clothes, walking in public, the hunter reached around his back and pulled out a retractable javelin. His cybernetics calculated how much strength was needed and how high to throw. When the perfect aim was chosen, one that should impale the prey on his right side of the back, the same position where the heart was on the left side and he threw it. The projectile flew into the air, barely making a sound as it ascended and descended down at spider prey.