"Now boys against girls?" Peter called back down to Toby. "What's with all the changing?" He fired off the last of his first can at Simon, and let the empty canister clatter to the ground. One of the cans the boys had stored behind their barricade flew up and into his hand as he fired off the last of his second can at Monty.
The new can was fired off at Sarah, while Peter dropped the second empty. "How's this for silly, sticky string?" he said, stretching out his free hand at Toby and pressing his middle fingers into his palm, giving just the right pressure on his wrist for--
THWIP!
A thin cord of webbing shot from the patch on his wrist, aimed at Toby's legs.