Alvin's use of Venom's moves had given Harry some excellent pointers...
When it came to dealing with little bugs, a flyswatter was obviously the right tool. And if necessary, giving it a shock worked even better...
Besides, Jessica had already proved that a frying pan worked better than a sword...
Frowning as he watched Shang-Chi get pestered by a Wasp Man, Harry gritted his teeth and pulled a bottle of suspiciously colored, weird-smelling high-energy Nutrient Solution from his clothes. He poured it into his mouth as if he were drinking poison...
Osborn's "stupid" Bio-Armor obviously couldn't go out for a snack now and then like Venom. It needed its host to supply it with energy...
Harry thought he'd done his best to eat and drink enough to keep himself nourished, but when the fighting got too intense, the nutrients from food still weren't enough.
Forcing himself to endure the revolting taste of Osborn's specially made high-energy Nutrient Solution, Harry angrily transformed his hands into a pair of enormous ping-pong paddles, then swung them through the air like a frenzied housewife...
After changing tactics, Shang-Chi and the others were doing much better...
At their normal size, the Wasp Men couldn't last thirty seconds here. But once Harry figured out how to deal with them, even at their tiny size, they could hold out for at most a minute...
Actually, the Wasp Men, who seemed willing to die, had a clear goal: keep Shang-Chi and the others busy so their comrades could take out Scott Lang...
Alvin, who had just arrived, and Jessica, who still hadn't joined the fight, both felt Scott Lang needed to be taught a lesson...
There were plenty of ways to ask for help. If someone helped you, that was kindness; if they didn't, that was their right.