Roxie was thrown to the ground only seconds before the pumpkin bomb exploded.

Green Goblin. Roxie's mind raced. Was there a Spider in the vicinity, or was there just a new villain picking up on someone else's legacy?

Didn't matter. Knowing full well that her dual identity as a superhero and a socialite were public knowledge, Roxie concentrated on her clothes, switching them over from her gown for the evening to her brand new costume.

She stood up, her hands growing with the crackling promise of photonic energy mingling with something a little bit Olympian in nature, and glared at the Goblin.

And then she flew straight towards him.