[ gwen doesn't think to use her webs like that, she's just sprinting, as fast as she can. her vision's red, at this point, the world askew in a way that's similar to when gwenom takes over, but not exactly. she doesn't realize this, though, there's really no part of her brain that's fighting against how she's behaving, like she can when the symbiote is getting the best of her. there's nothing there but rage, and something kind of like hate, too.
the cold air doesn't do anything for her, she's more focused on making sure both of her webshooters are fired up so that as soon as she gets out into the open space outside of the venue she can-
she...
can...
what was she doing? what is she doing?
the symbiote is still there, crawling dark over her features, but she more or less stumbles to a stop, tripping up. like she just walked through some kind of mist left as a trap by mysterio. or maybe like walking out of that kind of mist. she drops down to her knees, mostly because she can't breathe. she can't even really see straight.
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the cold air doesn't do anything for her, she's more focused on making sure both of her webshooters are fired up so that as soon as she gets out into the open space outside of the venue she can-
she...
can...
what was she doing? what is she doing?
the symbiote is still there, crawling dark over her features, but she more or less stumbles to a stop, tripping up. like she just walked through some kind of mist left as a trap by mysterio. or maybe like walking out of that kind of mist. she drops down to her knees, mostly because she can't breathe. she can't even really see straight.
oh, god. ]