After pushing through the terrified tram passengers, the three girls finally squeezed their way to the rear. Impatient Marty asked Franklin in a rapid-fire voice, "What do we do next?"
"We need to..." Anya Corazon had just begun explaining when Spider-Man, whose webbing had snapped once already, fired more webs at the walls of the buildings on either side.
This time, he did not fire just one web to each side. He shot five or six strands in each direction, hoping to increase the pulling force. The speeding tram visibly began to encounter resistance.
Seeing this, the black girl immediately gave the white girl a light push. "I get it. Julia, do what Spider-Man did—shoot out webs and pull against the walls on both sides. I'll help you stop the tram."
She then kicked open the rear door of the tram. The clattering of the train on the tracks and the turbulent wind rushing in from behind made the carriage feel dangerously exposed.
"Will that work?" Julia Carpenter questioned aloud, but her hands did not slow in the slightest. Rubbing her palms together, she immediately fired Psychic Spider-Silk to both sides, gripping the walls just like Spider-Man.
Marty Franklin wrapped her arms around Julia Carpenter's waist, hoping to help anchor her.
The entire sequence was smooth and swift, so fast that Anya Corazon had no time to stop them. She could only watch as the two girls, with no point of support, were pulled straight out of the carriage by Julia's Psychic Spider-Silk!
The black girl had originally intended to brace her feet against the doorframe and keep herself and the white girl inside. But the tram was moving too fast, and the Psychic Spider-Silk was far too sturdy. Instead, she crushed the doorframe beneath her feet and was dragged