❰𝟰.𝟭.𝟭❱ 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 ➣ {𝕡•𝕡} ❘ [ 𝖓𝖜𝖍 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗 ]

🕷❘ Ⲧⲱⲉⲛⲧⲩ-⳨ⲟⳙⲅ ❘ 𝖠𝗅𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝗍.𝟤

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๑՞ ° 𝙰𝚐𝚎 : 𝟸𝟷 *·˚

Y/N struggled against Sabrina as the orange streak of power gained against her own. They were both at the catwalk of the building, trying to take the other down.

The energy directed at Y/N threw her out of the glass of the building and she plummeted down the air at high velocity.

The Cape of Inferno levitated Y/N in the air, stopping her from falling further. Sabrina jumped out of the glass Y/N fell threw, throwing green mists at her as they both battled mid-air through the city.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the building, Gwen was driving away from the place where Y/N and Sabrina were fighting, with Peter in the passenger seat, following her best friend's instructions.

Sabrina Grimm was one of the faithful followers of Kaecilius and after his death, she somehow managed to slip away. Now, years later, she had made an appearance at the Sanctum, looking for a particular book about Dark Magic.

After the whole fiasco with Mysterio, Y/N didn't want Peter getting involved in danger and fighting villains. And now, she was fighting one of the members of Zealots. She didn't want Peter getting caught up in her own problems; especially the ones related to the Mystic Arts.

"Gwen, why're you acting weird," Peter narrowed his eyes at his best friend.

"Peter," she rolled her eyes, turning the steering wheel to take a right, "I'm not acting, that's who I am,"

"Uh-huh," he raised his eyebrows, "Where's Y/N?"

"Busy," she replied blankly, turning back to the road quickly.

"With?" he prodded.

"Sorcery things," she scrunched her eyebrows.

"Like?"

"Something that she'll tell you about herself, later, " she gave a stern look, "And if you don't shut up right now, I'm gonna ram your head right into the dashboard,"

"Jeez, fine," he huffed, crossing his arms against his chest like a stubborn child, "But if—" he stopped himself as he felt his spider senses tingling, a resonating silent vibration echoing on his mind, "What's that?" he muttered to himself.

"What's wha—AAAARRGGH!" Gwen let out a scream as a person fell on the hood of the car and she slammed the breaks to stop the vehicle she was driving.

A familiar whip of orange tugged up into the air independently and you lifted your face up with a groan, wincing when you felt the bruise on your lips.