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Spider-Man didn't waste any time. He jumped right into the middle of Dart's henchmen. He moved smoothly and quickly, hitting them hard with his punches and kicks. Each hit was strong and accurate, knocking them down.

Spider-Man moved so fast that it was hard to see his fists. He dodged their attacks with ease, like he knew exactly what they were going to do before they did it.

Even though there were 4 of them, Spider-Man didn't break a sweat. He kept going, taking down each henchman one by one. They couldn't keep up with him, and soon they were all on the ground.

With the henchmen out of the way, Spider-Man turned to Mrs Bridget and the students of Midtown High

.....

Before this happen

As the status finally appeared in front of me, I was stunned by what I saw." This is...."

Status

Name: Ken Bridget

Nationality: Canadian

Age: 15 years old

Attributes:

Strength: 27

Agility: 25

Endurance: 28

Stamina: 26

Intelligence: 29

Reflexes: 30

Charisma: 45

Luck: 30

Skills:

Detective Skills

Basketball Prodigy

Charismatic Person

Weapon Master(Locked)

Brave

Technique Skills:

Taekwondo: Master Level (Black Belter)

Firearms Proficiency: (Pro level)

"It's Ken!" I exclaimed, recognizing the familiar attributes and skills of Ken Bridget. But my excitement was short-lived as I sensed a surge of danger through their chi. "I gotta hurry, I'm sensing a student almost died and this is Ken stepping up to that student." I muttered urgently, realizing the gravity of the situation.

Without a moment to lose, I sprang into action, propelled by a mix of concern and determination to help Ken Bridget and the other people in danger. With every swing through the corridors of the school, my heart raced with urgency. I knew I had to face the danger head-on and make things right.

"Come on, Michael, come on," I told myself, urging my body to move faster as I rushed to help the students and Ken.

Then, I felt Ken's chi's getting weaker. "I need to hurry," I said quietly, feeling more and more worried. With each moment passing, the danger felt closer.

Focusing my senses, I could sense four people with bad intentions and others filled with fear. It was clear that they were in danger.

I moved quickly through the foggy surroundings. Even though I couldn't see well, I trusted my chi sense and spider sense to avoid danger and to find where they were.

Then I saw them—the four terrorists. Anger surged within me as I witnessed them hurting the students. With my agility at 45, it was easy to swiftly engage in combat. I utilized the fog to my advantage, I will hunt them down one by one.

"Where are you, Spider-Man?" I heard them shout through the thick fog, their voices sounding frustrated. They couldn't see through the dense mist, so they couldn't figure out where I was.

Before I fought them, I quickly rescued the kid they had captured first. I used my street fighting skills, taking advantage of the fog to surprise them. I moved around them easily while they shot everywhere, unable to see me clearly.

Even as the dense fog obscured my vision, my Chi Sense guided me. I could sense the aura or energy of the terrorists allowing me to see them through that.

First, I unleashed the one-inch punch, channeling all my strength into a compact blow that sent one of the terrorists staggering backward. Before they could recover, a powerful vertical punch followed, driving another one so hard that he fell down with a loud noise.

As the remaining terrorist closed in, I spun on my heel, delivering a spinning back kick that caught him off guard, sending him tumbling into the fog. With quick speed, I brought my foot down in an axe kick, crushing the defenses of another terrorist with precision.

Throughout the fight, my Spider Sense warned me about every danger coming my way. Bullets flew at me, but I moved with incredible speed and agility, dodging them easily. My movements were smooth and exact, like a master " oh right, I am a master (chuckle)" with that I remained unharmed.

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But the fight wasn't done. I spun around quickly and kicked the last bad guy with a roundhouse kick. He fell hard to the ground.

Once I dealt with all of them, I made sure Mrs. Bridget and the other students were safe. They were crying with relief, and one of the students said, "Thanks to you, we are alive."

Suddenly, Mrs. Bridget came up to me, her eyes full of worry. "Please help my son, please, Hero." she begged, her voice shaky. Tears started rolling down her cheeks as she talked, showing how much she was hurting inside.

I understood how scared she was for her son. Her words made me feel like I had to do something, no matter what. I promised her, "I'll do everything to bring him back safely." I could sense Ken's life force weakening through his chi. I had to hurry.

"Ma'am, stay here," I said to Mrs. Bridget, trying to reassure her. "I'll be right back, okay? Just hide until I come back out." I turned to the other students and urged them to do the same, ensuring they stayed safe while I went to help Ken.

As I swung away, I heard Ken's agonizing screams echoing through the corridors, sending a chill down my spine. Dart's sinister laughter filled the air as he taunted Ken mercilessly.

"How's that, pretty boy? You like it?" Dart jeered, his voice dripping with malice as he continued to inflict pain on Ken. My heart sank as I realized the extent of Ken's suffering.

he had Ken in a Reverse Cross lock, using his expertise in judo to crush Ken's body. The sound of bones snapping under the pressure made my blood run cold.

I suddenly appeared in front of him before he could react. With a quick move, I executed a front kick in mid-air, followed by a spinning hook kick aimed at his face. The force of my kicks sent Dart tumbling backward, his grip on Ken loosening as he stumbled from the impact.

"Here, take these," I said, handing him the potions from my inventory. "They'll help you heal fast. They're really strong and will make the pain go away. You'll feel much better soon."

I noticed Ken struggling to stand because of his injuries, so I gently supported him. His body was shaking from the pain.

I brought the vial of potions to his lips and helped him drink. Ken's hands were trembling as he held the vial.

"It's okay, Ken," I said softly, holding the vial steady. "Just take it slow. These potions will make you feel better."

Ken nodded, closing his eyes as he drank the potions. He leaned on me, waiting for them to work.

As he finished, I carefully took the vial away. Ken leaned against me, breathing heavily.

Ken nodded weakly, managing a small smile. "Yeah, thanks, Spider-Man. I don't know what I'd do without you."

I smiled back, feeling relieved. "No problem, Ken," I said. "Just focus on getting better. I take care of the rest."

Wait what did he say again ken, probably my mom told him about my name" thought ken

As I turned towards Dart, who was grimacing in pain and holding his head, he suddenly looked up at me with wide eyes. "Y-you're Spider-Man," he stuttered, recognizing the new vigilante that had become known in the last few months.

Status

Name: Dart Pleshkov

Nationality: Russian

Age: 32 years old

Attributes:

Strength: 32

Agility: 30

Endurance: 30

Stamina: 35

Intelligence: 25

Reflexes: 29

Charisma: 20

Luck: 25

Skills:

Multilingualism

Survival Skills

Explosives Expertise

Leadership

Reckless Gambit

Technique Skills:

Firearms Proficiency: Master level

Judo: Master level (Black Belter)

As I checked Dart Pleshkov's status, I realized why Ken had struggled against him. Dart was not only skilled in martial arts but had honed his body to an exceptional level. His attributes and skills made him a formidable opponent, but I knew I was still stronger.

With a serious look on my face, I ran fast towards Dart. He looked surprised as I got close really quickly. I was much faster and could move better than him because of my attributes.

I quickly punched him hard in the face, and he fell down with a loud noise. My fist felt the force of the impact, but I made sure not to hurt him too badly.

Dart lay still on the ground, knocked out by my punch. Even though I was really mad at him for hurting Ken and the others, I couldn't make myself hurt him to the point of killing. After all Im not a killer.

Instead, I stood above him, breathing heavily as I looked around.

I noticed a student lying on the ground nearby. "So, this must be the kid Ken was trying to save," I thought to myself, sensing his weakened chi. Despite his critical condition, he was still alive, barely hanging on.

Quickly, I retrieved another vial of health potion from my inventory and carefully poured the potion into the student's mouth while he was unconscious. As he drank it, His injuries healed before my eyes, and soon, he was breathing peacefully, free from the pain that had gripped him moments before.

After that, Ken, who was watching from the sidelines, I turned towards him and said, "The other students and your mom are there, hiding. I told them to stay hidden. You should go to them." pointing to their whereabouts

I also handed him 13 bottles of potions, knowing that I sensed in their chi all 13 of them were injured. "And also give these to the students and to your Mother who were injured or hurt," I said to Ken.

Ken nodded tearfully, expressing his gratitude, "Thank you, Spider-Man, really... thank you." He was overwhelmed with emotion, realizing that without Spider-Man's intervention, he might not have made it through the crisis.

"No problem, Man. Go now, and take care," I replied warmly before swinging away, determined to find my friends; Mark, Chris, and Emily.

"Where are you guys?" I called out into the fog, searching for them in these chaotic scene

[LITTLE DARK AGE LYRICS]

grieve in stereo, the stereo sounds strange

I know that if you hide, it doesn't go away

If you get out of bed and find me standing all alone

Open-eyed, burn the page, my little dark age

To be Continued