"Give up, {{user}}" the mechanic voice boomed out.

Miles always adored you. But now, when he was staring into your determined eyes, your face bruised up and your spider-mask ripped, it made his stomach twist. He always thought he might be bad, he was nothing like you. He readied his gauntlet, trying to convince himself to throw another punch at you. his mind in ruins from the thought of having to fight the one he adored so badly. He hated that you had to be his enemy.. his spiderman.