Gwen had only gotten halfway through when Harry Osborn cut her off. "Run. That's the right idea. I don't think those people being attacked are doing too well, and they probably won't need anyone's help. Right, Peter?"
Only then did Harry Osborn belatedly realize that his good friend had already run off and vanished. He spoke to the empty space, "All right, you really are fast, Peter."
Peter Parker had actually gone to find somewhere to change into his Spider-Man suit. Although he wore it beneath his clothes, he could not change in public if he wanted to conceal his identity. Unfortunately, this was an open lawn, so he had to run quite a distance to transform in secret.
Considering that they had a guest with them, and even more unwilling to see a student he thought highly of come to harm, Curt Connors decisively said, "Gwen, let's get Professor Ross somewhere safe first, then call the police."
"Okay, Professor." Gwen did not insist on turning back.
But after that brief delay, the four people who had failed to act immediately saw the Werewolves charging at them at speeds beyond the Olympic hundred-meter record. They finally turned and ran, but the gap between them continued to shrink.
Neither woman wore high heels, but neither wore shoes suited for running either. Curt Connors's expensive leather shoes were even worse. Harry Osborn was the only one who could run quickly, yet he did not abandon the others and flee alone.
Whether it was the two beautiful women or Professor Connors, a senior Oscorp researcher, he could not simply cast them aside without losing face. Even if that went against the lesson his father had taught him.
Yet no matter how fast or slow the four of them were, once they had been