A closed fist makes contact with his chest—well, it tries to—but he quickly dodges it, manoeuvring and throwing himself back with his webs.

“Blimey, this git is going to be tougher than usual,” Hobie says as he weaves and ducks from the bullets fired by Fisk's minions. This couldn't get any worse; he'd laid out the plan less than three hours ago: Gwendy and Pav were meant to clear the way for him, destroying every truckload of hallucinogenic toxins that would contaminate the water and allow Fisk to win the next election through mass manipulation.

That bloody bastard.

Hobie just had to figure out how to deal with the two big lads and reach the water network.

But, of course, Kingpin’s thugs weren’t going to make it that easy for him. He should have seen it coming, but unfortunately, the two goons managed to get their hands on one of the toxins—now he had to find a way to avoid the literal torpedoes these two muppets were launching at him.

Brilliant.

“What’s wrong, spider? Scared of bullets?!” Tombstone bellows, hurling an entire cartridge at him, while Taskmaster flings the toxins in the opposite direction.

Dodging and shooting webs should be second nature by now; for crying out loud, it’s been three years since the bloody bite. But as always, the element of surprise tends to be... well, surprising.

Kingpin takes advantage of the distraction to hastily approach the control panel; he’s not about to let a couple of spiders ruin his chances of reelection.

Or at least that’s what he thinks—not at all expecting an explosion of foam and glitter the moment his hand hits the board, followed by a jolt of circuitry and electricity.

Fisk's henchmen are taken aback by the explosion, turning around in shock as the foam rushes towards them.

The foam rapidly expands across the floor, rising up to ensnare the three villains. Hobie quickly backs away, trying not to get caught in the foam prison. As he retreats, he catches a glimpse of a figure leaping from the stairs.

“What the—” The moment he sees your face, he realises that you’ve snuck into the plan once again.