Hybrid raised his arm cannon, which was no longer covered in webbing. “Strong words coming from someone who would be at my mercy with even the slightest amount of blue glue applied to your body.”
“You’re out,” said Dean without hesitation. “The reason you didn’t just cover me with blue glue before is because you used it all up during your fights with Jennie and Arachnid earlier. I’m no Pokacu biologist, but it’s known that blue glue is an organic fluid secreted by the body. That means you don’t need to reload it like this g*n, but that doesn’t mean you can keep producing it infinitely. Sooner or later, your body will run out and you’ll need time to let it build up in your body again, like how humans can’t sweat forever. Am I right?”
Hybrid was silent for a moment before lowering his arm
