He didn't have his suit. Of all the days he had to pick to wear normal clothes, it was the day the hotel brought them here, and then he couldn't get back inside. So the suit that protected him from stab wounds and puncture wounds was currently useless as it hung in the wardrobe in their room, while he was running away from wasps that were armed with stingers and definitely seemed to know he was part-spider. So that was shocking brilliant.
He glanced behind himself as he ran, and caught flickers of Ava following after him even as he saw the wasps overtake her. They flew right at him but he had reached the nearest building by now, about three or four storeys tall, so he jumped as high as he could and caught hold of the wall a few meters from the roof. He scrambled up, swearing as he realized that he needed to get rid of his boots, and got onto the roof.
Once he was completely up onto the roof, he reached down and ran his talons through the laces on his boots and slipped his feet out easily, losing the socks as well. And then when the first wasp appeared, he threw the boots at its head. One hit it squarely on an eye, and the other smacked into the bug's wings. It dropped down a little, but then the other two appeared in its place, and Miguel had nothing else to throw at them.
So he ran at the closest one and jumped towards it, intending to slice through the delicate wings and send the awful bastard crashing to the ground.