It took time, but Spider-Man and I managed to bring the Goblin down, thanks to the help of the other Spider-People. Spider-Man had called them forward using the Siege Perilous, and together we overwhelmed the Goblin, who seemed to grow weaker by the second.

As the final blow was struck, we all watched in silence as the Goblin's fall from power became a spectacle. His form crumpled, a shadow of the dangerous being he'd once been. His body shifted and twisted, his green skin fading into a more human hue. The twisted symbiote that had once controlled him was gone, leaving behind the man he had once been—a broken, almost unrecognizable figure.

I stepped forward, my tendrils extending as I reached out to grab him, lifting him off the floor with ease. "This ends now," I muttered, holding him steady. His eyes were glazed over, no longer filled with the madness that had once driven him. He let out a weak groan, his body trembling from exhaustion. The Goblin symbiote that had once given him power was no longer with him, and with its absence, his strength had all but faded.

He stared up at me, his breath shallow. "I... I never meant for it to go this far," he whispered, the madness replaced with sorrow.

"You always had a choice," I replied coldly, feeling the weight of the symbiote's anger. But there was something about seeing him as a mere man again that made me hesitate. Was he still capable of redemption, or had he gone too far?

Spider-Man approached cautiously, his gaze flickering between us. "You should've thought about that before you started messing with people's lives," he said, his voice firm but not without a hint of pity.

The Goblin looked down at his hands, the reality of his actions finally catching up with him. The symbiote was gone, and with it, so was his power. All that was left was a man who had lost everything.

"Let him go," Spider-Man finally said, his voice softening. "He's done enough damage."

I considered his words, feeling the tendrils around me retract, the venomous rage slipping away for the moment. "Fine," I said, lowering him to the ground. "But don't think this means you've won."

The Goblin stared up at us, his shoulders slumped, the remnants of the man he used to be slowly fading. As the other Spider-People looked on, we all knew this wasn't the end. But for now, the world was safe—at least for a little while.

Shield arrived and took Norman to the medical bay with Dr. Connors. Meanwhile, Spider-Man and I turned to the other Spider-People. "You know, um, thanks for helping us," Spider-Man said, and Petra laughed, patting his head. "Yeah, don't worry about it, Pete." She then leaped into her portal, joining Miles and Spyder-Knight, but Spider-Man 2099 and Spider-Nor stayed behind, both staring at me.

"You could join us," they said at the same time, then stared at each other. I raised an eyebrow. "Really?" I asked. Peter huffed. "Hey, you're my multiverse," he teased.

I smirked at them both, contemplating. "I don't know," I replied, feeling the weight of the decision. "I've got my own thing going on."

"But it could be fun," Spider-Man 2099 said, a serious glint in his eye.

I looked at Spider-Nor, who gave a nod of agreement. "It's not just about the action, it's about the team," Spider-Nor added.

Peter placed a hand on my shoulder, a supportive gesture. "Whatever you decide, we've got your back."

I couldn't help but smile, feeling the strength of the bonds formed across the multiverse. "Maybe... maybe one day," I said, before turning to Spider-Man. "For now, let's stick to our universe."

The others nodded, and with that, they all stepped through their respective portals, leaving me and Peter standing in New York once more, ready for whatever came next.