"Nice work, Spider-Man!" A child shouted from above. He had watched Spider-Man turn the tables from start to finish and couldn't help cheering for him. Peter made a light jump and landed at the window where the child stood. "Thanks for the support, kid. Could you call the police for me?" "Okay, Spider-Man!" Peter waved, climbed onto the roof, and prepared to catch his breath first. His body hadn't fully recovered yet. He had forced himself through that final round of fighting. So he needed to relax his whole body.