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As the rain lashed down over Osborn Manor, Karn descended like a vengeful specter. To his surprise, Gwen and the others didn't flinch. They stood their ground with a chilling level of calm, their feet rooted as if they had been counting the seconds until his arrival.
Behind the scenes, the high-tech coordination was seamless. Peter had utilized Deep Blue to bypass the era's limited surveillance, tracking Karn's trajectory through the city's electromagnetic disturbances. Through miniature communicators, the trio was informed of Karn's location long before the first drop of rain touched his Victorian suit.
For Karn, this was no longer a simple hunt; it was a matter of wounded pride. In thousands of years of feeding on Spider-Totems, he had never been so humiliated. His weapon had been stolen, and he had been cooked in a plasma pit like a common animal. New and old grudges were about to be settled in blood.
The Predator's True Form
Karn crouched low in the downpour, a guttural, eerie roar vibrating from his throat.
"It's starting!" Gwen warned, her pupils sharpening under her mask.
Before Harry or Tobey could move, a dense, hazy white mist seeped from Karn's skin. This was his raw life energy—the stolen essence of countless souls. It billowed around him like a freezing fire, instantly evaporating the raindrops that touched it. This was the true combat state of the Inheritors, masters of both vampiric physical prowess and ancient energy manipulation.
Within the mist, two blood-red spots ignited. Karn's eyes.
Buzz!
Karn vanished. He left a tunnel of steam in the rain, a blank passage where the water had been flash-evaporated. To the surprise of Gwen and Tobey, Karn didn't target the "Spiders" first. He lunged straight for Harry Osborn.
Because Harry wasn't a Spider-Totem, the trio's Spider-Sense didn't provide a direct warning for the attack. By the time they blinked, Karn's clawed hand was inches from Harry's throat.
The Hand of the Creator
Harry froze, the red glow of Karn's visor filling his vision. But at the $0.1$ second mark, the Green Goblin Glider acted on its own. The thrusters recalibrated with nanosecond precision, jerking Harry backward with a violent burst of speed.
A sharp claw sliced through the air, shearing off a tuft of Harry's hair. If not for that automated retreat, Harry's head would have been torn from his shoulders.
"Peter is remotely controlling the Glider!"
The realization hit Gwen like a bolt of lightning. Peter wasn't on the field, but his Super Intelligence Brain was overseeing the entire battlefield.
"His speed is higher than before! Everyone, stay sharp!" Harry shouted, his heart hammering against his ribs.
70 Tons of Justice
Ignoring the law of inertia, Karn pivoted in mid-air, shooting toward Tobey Maguire like a projectile. Tobey didn't dodge. He stood his ground, took a deep breath, and threw a straightforward, classic punch.
Inside the Strength Specialization Type suit, a miracle of engineering was taking place. The polymer patterns vibrated at a nanosecond frequency, optimizing the transmission of power through Tobey's musculoskeletal system.
F = m.a
By correcting Tobey's form and forcing his muscle fibers into a higher state of efficiency, the suit allowed him to reach a utilization rate of 70%. The resulting force was a staggering 70 tons.
Boom!
When Karn's palm met Tobey's fist, it wasn't a catch—it was a collision. Karn's arm was instantly twisted into a mangled pretzel of bone and energy. The sheer, raw power sent the Inheritor tumbling backward, carving a long, deep gully into the manor's manicured grounds.
"The effect of this suit... it's incredible," Tobey whispered, staring at his gloved hands. "I've been fighting the wrong way all these years."
The Smell of Fear
Karn knelt at the end of the trench, his twisted arm knitting itself back together with sickening speed. But Gwen gave him no quarter. She descended from the sky, trailing a web-bundle of Plasma Pumpkin Bombs.
"Surprise!"
Sizzle!
The explosion didn't just produce heat; it unleashed purple electric "snakes" that clung to Karn's life energy. This was the reverse transmutation effect in action. The plasma scorched his very essence, bypassing his physical immortality to strike at the totem power within.
For the first time in millennia, Karn felt something he had forgotten existed.
Fear.
The predator had realized that in this universe, he was the one being hunted.
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