Just after Dean/Open
Dressed in a rather fancy red and blue outfit, Peter was in the frontline of the resistance, a bit aways from the main focus. Which was Enjolrar and that massive Dragon man!! A grimace came over his face when the army opened fire, he expected his Sense to go off, but it didn't. The Dragon man... He stopped every shot, but at what cost, Peter wondered.
But this wasn't the time for thought, he had to help stop this with as little causalities as he could. For the Dragon's size, he moved fast, which meant Peter needed to work even faster. Using his abilities, Peter ran up Dean's back, leaping off of it to grip onto a wall then jump feet back, landing himself right into the middle/back line of the army.
"Hi!" Peter spoke with a smile punched the soldier he landed in front of, before he kicked the one to his side, and swept the legs of the one on his other side. This all happened within two seconds. They were webbed to the ground as quickly as he finished them. Alive, but, unable to fight. Peter did the same to several others before he found himself face to face with a pistol. "Hey, now." The pistol fired and Peter dodged it, the bullet finding the Frenchmen's friend's shoulder instead. "Really?" Peter webbed the pistol wielder's hand to the gun, before his foot found the man's chin.
They began to spread out away from the Spider. Rifles and pistols all aimed at him now. Peter held his hands up in a faux sign of surrender. "Hey, come on guys, can't we talk this all out?"