[Peter's eyes twitches under his mask as his brain frazzes and tries to find some kind of equilibrium. He flips down to the floor again.]

I think so. One of my powers is slightly on the fritz from the magic making it stronger. Normally it helps me sense danger and dodge attacks but it's like it's hyperactive right now.

[The fire probably isn't helping. The low grade dangerdangerdanger underneath is making everything extra sensitive.]

[In fact, his spider sense suddenly flares loudly again, but he sees no one else in the room and the roof doesn't seem to be collapsing yet.]

Like right now it's freaking out again but I don't see anythi -

[Two arms suddenly punch through the weakened paper-thin wall behind him, from another sectioned off part of the building.]

--IIIIIING!

[The arms yank, pulling Peter through the wall, knocking it down.]

[He throws an elbow and kicks free, flipping onto a wall in this new room and oh. Oh, that's a lot of guys. At least six.]

[He calls out to Takame.]

Looks like the after-party's in here! [He kicks off the wall and kicks one of them in the face.] I'd say bring a six pack but it looks like somebody else beat us to it.