Peter raced through all of Georgia, without tiring.

He could smell he was getting closer to Constrictoro and his prey.

He went down through Florida, he could smell them getting closer.

Somewhere west.

He turned to where an island was.

While crossing it, he could see them.

And it seemed Constrictoro may be winning.

He raced through the trees, and attempted to swing onto one when he realized something.

His hands no longer had the ability to shoot webbing.

Constrictoro had taken it with him.

And the Symbiote couldn't mimic it, for this Symbiote had only been on him for a few hours.

It had never learned enough about it, just how it hadn't had time to mimic his emotion.

Completely beside himself, he placed his fingers onto a tree.

He could no longer climb it.

This, too, had been stripped from him.

Something rushed passed him.

It had been Constrictoro and the Sandman.

Peter was knocked out of his distraction and dashed out of the jungle.

He wanted to surprise Constrictoro.

Shock him, and maybe stop him in his tracks.

Show him he was alive because he made the mistake, again, of trying to destroy the Symbiote.

The Sandman had scraped across the beach before taking off, again.

Peter collided with Constrictoro.

Constrictoro hardly took notice, and only said: 'Peter Parker and the Symbiote, I should of known better than to leave you two alone together.', to the black shadow clinging to him as he ran.

Constrictoro shot webs over a boat.

Once the webbing had gripped around it, enough, he flung it upside down.

As it sunk, Constrictoro had long past it.

Glancing back, briefly, rolling one of his eyes backward; He pulled up the boat and it landed over the Sandman in front of him.

Constrictoro leaped and dived in, under the boat.

Mucky sand forged into the form of Flint Marco.

Constrictoro ran at him, hands ready to attack his face.

The Sandman hit Constrictoro, knocking him to the other side of the boat.

Constrictoro's tentacles picked up real sand, shells, pieces of the boat, and anything else around and threw them at his enemy.

As the two dueled, neither noticed the newcomer.

Peter crept through the shadows, Symbiote cloaking even his eyes, smelling for him.

He caught him and pulled Constrictoro backward.

The Symbiote moved, and Peter could see again.

With Constrictoro's brief distraction, the Sandman gave Peter a thankful look, and departed.

He apparently thought Peter was just trying to save him, unaware of what may happen if Constrictoro got a hold of hissubstance.

Constrictoro broke from the boat, and swung into the jungle.

Peter ran across the beach, jumping rocks, and dodging cliffs, following the green bler in the trees.

The Sandman could be seen traveling, on the ground, across the beach.

Constrictoro continued to swing through the trees, keeping an eye on Peter, the other on the Sandman.

Peter did the same to Constrictoro.

Mid-swing, Constrictoro pulled the tree he had from it's roots, and thrust it towards Peter.

Peter mirrored the attack with a cove of sharp rocks.

Leaping onto them with his hard Symbiote crust, and flinging them at the jungle traveler.

Constrictoro was nearing the Sandman, along with Peter, who was alined with Constrictoro.

Peter crossed into the jungle, and leaped onto Constrictoro as he was swinging from a high tree.

Constrictoro's wrist was attached to the web as Peter dueled with him in the air.

Constrictoro was still heading for his destination.

He would collide with the Sandman if they got any closer, and Constrictoro would succeed.

As Peter was trying to remove Constrictoro from the web, the Symbiote solved his problem, on it's own.

Peter's mask seemed to split, as a Symbiote mouth formed.

Crystal fangs appeared, sharper than they had been for Octavius.

He bit onto the webbing, and it tore.

They both hurtled downward.

By the time Constrictoro landed, the Sandman was out of site.

Furious, Constrictoro finally turned his attention to Peter.

"Finally,", thought Peter, "Bring it on. Let's see how strong you are, next to me, now!"

Constrictoro face punched Peter.

Peter flipped onto a tree, and used the vine like webbing.

Spinning it down around Constrictoro's throat.

Constrictoro was hurtled down; backward.

Peter then ran to Constrictoro, unable to hold back attacking him, directly.

He jabbed at any part of Constrictoro he could reach.

He thrust Constrictoro's arm into the sand, with his foot, trying to break it..

Constrictoro shot webbing.

But Peter gripped the webbing with his hands and roped it around Constrictoro's right-hand. Strapping it down.

He pushed the hand further into the sand.

He seized a rock and wacked it across the crystal palm.

The rock broke apart from the force.

Constrictoro seized the back of Peter and flung him away.

Before Peter could attack, again, he covered Peter in webbing.

"Both of you, can suffocate in there," Said Constrictoro, "Like prey under the curled force of the snake."