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... a few troublesome people, Peter returned to the hideout. Upon entering, he saw Felicia taking down a couple of drones with her sharp bone claws extending from her fingers.
"Narly claws, Cat," Peter said as he entered the training room.
"It’s no lightning or ice," Felicia grumbled.
MJ was seen practicing her web-shooting, aiming for some drones as well, while Harry was doing gymnastics around the place. Gwen was off to the side, taking notes like a doctor.
"Is som ...
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