The tall man had barely finished his declaration when a wisp of breeze drifted strangely before him. He eyed it in confusion.
"Such petty tricks will never deceive Morlun!" He threw a fierce punch at the gust before him.
"Idiot!" The gust veered aside, and the tall maid burst from the smoke. Holding Muramasa, forged from Adamantium, in both hands, she drove it forward with all her strength, stabbing from behind straight through to the front.
Black energy swirled around the man's palm as he grabbed the blade with his backhand. The indestructible metal failed to hurt him in the slightest. Planting his right foot in a bow stance, he twisted at the waist and swung his arm, his fist carrying the force of ten thousand pounds as it smashed toward the maid.
Though Spider-Man had no idea where that uneasy feeling in his chest had come from, he was not about to stand around while someone else fought to the death for him.
He raised both arms. With two sharp whooshes, two highly adhesive strands of webbing wrapped around Morlun's right arm. Spider-Man shouted and prepared to drag the enemy over.
This move had never failed him. He looked like an agile hero, but Spider-Man was actually a typical strength-based hero. Few could resist when he pulled with all his might.
But this time, something went wrong. The webbing met the black energy around Morlun's body like snow under sunlight. The sticky strands decayed into fragments at an astonishing speed.
His support only slowed the man called Morlun by half a beat. The maid remained utterly calm and smoothly changed tactics.
Muramasa vibrated twice at an extremely high frequency, slipping directly free from Morlun's palm. At the same time, the Blacklight Ray ring Daisy had given her began to