Peter thanked his lucky stars, that, despite a him-shaped imprint in the ground where he slammed into it, he was durable enough to be able to actually get up from the attack. It still hurt like hell though.

"Oh. Great. He bleeds fire. This is just the best day ever." He shot a webline, pulling Renne out of the way of the Tyrant's foot, and fired a solid web ball into it's open mouth.

"While I gotta admire your courage, little blue guy? Leave the massive stupidity to the professionals."