In the underground prison.
A full-scale brawl had broken out. Spider-Man darted aside to evade Bane's heavy punch, then used his webbing to latch onto a huge rock on the ground.
More accurately, it was a collapsed section of wall.
Spider-Man yanked it up with his webbing. This tough spider silk was even harder than ordinary metal.
"Ah, stop!"
Spider-Man spun around, gripped the webbing with both hands, and pulled hard. The collapsed wall lying on the ground—
—was hauled up with a whoosh and slammed heavily into Bane like a speeding train.
Ninety-eight percent Venom enhancement had put Bane into a state where he feared nothing.
Even when struck by that massive chunk of stone.
Bane stomped both feet onto the ground. The incredibly sturdy concrete floor was like fragile foam board now, crushed into two deep pits.
With his powerful body, Bane stopped the massive rock.
At the same time, he threw a punch and blasted straight through it.
Broken stones flew everywhere.
"This brainless lunatic!"
Deathstroke gripped a weapon twisted from two steel rebars. He took a large stride forward, spotted an opening, and tried to smash it into Bane's head.
He wanted to hit him hard enough to splatter his brains!
Besides, Deathstroke was no saint. Having been suddenly pinned down and beaten up, there was no way he could let that slide.
Just as Deathstroke swung his weapon, a strand of webbing stuck to it and yanked him away, making him snap his head around.
"We should get out of here! Have you seen Jason and the others?!" Spider-Man grabbed the webbing.
Before coming in, he had confirmed with Jason and the others that there were two people to rescue here: The Flash and Deathstroke.
They had all seen the photos, so they recognized them.