Huh? [That's all David has time to say before Peter's leaping away, right out of his grip and leaving him with a thick white cocoon on his hand. It's like a boxing glove. Except he can't take it off. He freezes it and smashes his fist against a wall in almost the same motion.]

Okay. I think I've had just about enough of you.

[This time he doesn't go for ice and flashy beam attacks. He just charges Peter head on, like a linebacker might.]