The clock tower gears ground together, a mechanical heartbeat counting down to tragedy. In that split second, as Peter reached out—his web line stretching like a prayer—the world slowed. He saw Gwen falling, the light of the moon catching her hair. He caught her, but the momentum was a cruel thief.
"It’s not about the lightning, Max," Peter whispered to the wind, his voice cracking. "It’s about the person behind it." The Amazing Spider-Man 2 - Il potere di Electro...
He stood atop a gargoyle, the city lights flickering like dying stars below him. Somewhere in the grid of Manhattan, Max Dillon—once a man who just wanted to be seen—had become , a living conduit of pure, blue rage. Max hadn't asked for the power, but the city’s indifference had sparked a fire in him that only an overload could quench. The clock tower gears ground together, a mechanical