Spider-Man was hit dead on by the slab. After all he’d been hard to miss. Venom had thrown it right when Spidey was coming down at him and the rock jolted Spidey. It smacked into the blue and red super hero, sending him flying back across the night air. He flew right into the side of a nearby building and smashed into the wall. Glass walls shattered and concrete crumbled.
Spidey for his part somehow managed to keep conscious. His head was spinning and He was dimly aware that his costume was torn in places. He sat up and held his head. God, there was a huge hole in the building where he’d fell in. “Is that it? You bucket of black slime.” He mumbled as he came to his feet, with an unsteady pause. This was not good. He’d been so stupid! Now his loudspeaker was destroyed and his body worn. Advantage: Venom?
Still not quite ready to give up, he gave himself a slight head shake and steadied himself for Brock’s next attack. Knowing Venom, a full up was well on its way.