Miles turned toward home, his mask in his hand. He’d learned something tonight. The multiverse wasn’t just full of broken mirrors. It was full of broken people. And sometimes, being Spider-Man wasn’t about landing the punch.
The man smirked. It was a hollow, bitter expression. “Relax, kid. I’m not here to stay. I’m tracking a variant. A bad one.” spider man un nuevo universo
He was right.
That moment of hesitation was all Ben needed. He snapped free, drove a specialized stabilizer dart into the Splice’s neck, and the creature collapsed—not dead, but contained. Asleep. Miles turned toward home, his mask in his hand