Peter shot downward like a bullet. How to save Gwen—he had replayed that question in his mind thousands upon thousands of times!
But when the moment truly came... Harry could feel Peter trembling—after all, this was his nightmare.
At this rate, Gwen would have a hard time avoiding some kind of lasting injury, so Harry gently supported her as she fell, slowing her descent.
Clang, clang, crash...
The clock tower's fragments struck the ground. It was over.
Gwen was falling fast, but Peter was faster. In an instant, he caught her and used his own body and Webbing to absorb the impact of her fall.
Once it was over, his entire body was shaking.
"Gwen?"
Neither of them knew what to do. Even though Gwen's eyes were still open, Peter's heart pounded wildly—until Gwen responded to him.
"Peter? I..."
Before she could say anything else, Peter hugged Gwen and burst into tears. He had saved the city, but he had been unable to save Gwen. That had always been the sorrow buried in his heart, but from now on... he could truly begin again.
Gwen only felt that it had been frightening, and she had yet to recover from the shock.
Still, she felt like Peter might have been making too much of it... He had saved so many people before, so why was this time...
Just then, strange thoughts flashed through her mind. In those thoughts, she had already died—killed by the force of her high-speed fall, her cervical vertebrae snapped, dead in an instant.
What a terrifying "What If...?"
Elsewhere, Harry looked at the half-dead Little Green Goblin—another version of himself—and effortlessly crushed the consciousness in his mind, completely taking over the body.
Now, Harry Osborn of this universe was dead too, and the Osborn Group belonged to