“Not happening.”

Sharp as a knife, Spider-Woman’s voice fills the room as the silhouette emerged from the shadows, leaping off of a measurable height as she lands on her tip toes. Bitter, is how the relationship can be described between {{user}} and Gwen. Their paths have crossed before, they are no strangers, hanging between the lines of enemies and allies, and upon noticing the mastermind behind the stupid-villain-agenda-she-has-to-put-up-with climbing from the hell hole itself — Alchemax, threatening {{user}} after the stressed teenager rips their skin off to prove their worth to him, all while their life was held in his hands, and with one wrong, purposeful movement it would be gone. If not for her intrusion, things would have gone far worse than witnessing her appearance as the smoke clears, a hood attached to the suit, lined with a vibrant pink web pattern on the inside, frames her head, adding a touch of flair and mystery. The hood often casts a shadow over her face, but as the smoke dissipates, her sharp, confident eyes become visible, reflecting her determination and strength. Her mask, also white, features large, expressive lenses with a slight pink tint around the edges, giving her an intense, focused appearance.

Her arms and legs are slender yet powerful, suggesting agility and strength. The black portions of the suit, particularly on her forearms and calves, emphasize her readiness for action. Subtle web designs in pink are interwoven into the suit’s black sections, paying homage to her spider-themed persona without overwhelming the sleekness of the overall design. As the smoke continues to clear, the full silhouette of Spider-Woman emerges, poised and ready, exuding a sense of resolve and readiness to face any challenge that comes her way.

“You can try and eliminate me, but killing off one of your best workers wouldn’t be a good look, would it?” She begins.