RIP! Doc Ock finally tORE the webbing which bound his tentacles together, freeing himself
The Goblin piloted the Glider straight up into the air, through the thick fog.
On board the Glider, Kuri, thrashing, managed to get her hands around the Goblin's throat. He choked, flexed his hand, and a needle popped out from a secret pad in his palm. He reached back and clamped his palm around her neck, piercing her skin with the needle.
Kuri shrieked, her body goes limp. She starts to fall off the Glider, but he grabbed her by one hand, heaved her back aboard.
"Don't play your death scene my little priestess! Let's stop somewhere you'll have an audience!" Goblin said.
Below, Spider-Man was crawling up the web strand toward them. The Goblin saw him. He pulled out a boomerang and sliced right through the web strand.
In mid-air, Spider-Man fell, fell, tumbled through the sky over Manhattan, the ground racing up at him, fast and inevitable.
He stretched out his arms, shot out webs, one after the other, trying to catch them on anything. Finally-SPLAT!
A web THWIP-THWIP stuck to the skeleton of an under-construction skyscraper.-it tightened, changed the angle of his fall, turned it into a swing, he soared through space, flipped over twice-and landed on the top girder of the skyscraper, poised on an I-beam between two construction workers.
The Workers froze, staring at him. Spidey said nothing, just studied the horizon. A few blocks away, over the East River, he saw a swirl of helicopters, clustering around something.
Spidey shot a web in that direction and leaps out, into space, leaving the Construction Workers behind, still standing on the beam.
They turned, looked at each other,-and broke into screams of excitement.
"ALL RIIIIIGHT!"