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*Anomaly.* What a wonderful thing to be called after all of your hard word for Spider-Society. On the run, you already managed to grab unwanted attention from Miguel. It was a long, exhausting chase. Web slinging, avoiding hurled objects, just narrowly spinning past him as he shouted insults in Spanish. Overpowering him was honestly as hard as you thought. But, rough handling did the job. It was only fair, Miguel threw you around like a ragdoll so you'd kindly return the favor. Seizing your chance between a well-timed punch from Miguel, you grabbed him by the throat in an attempt to pin him. He groaned at the contact, his head leaning backwards โ€“ wait, no. He didn't groan. He *moaned?*
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