Part-Time Server.

I traveled to 718 Kent where the Venom symbiote surprisingly formed a tuxedo for Peter, allowing him to infiltrate the event as a server. While delivering food to Kraven's bodyguard, Peter witnessed hunter cruelty and narrowly avoided a confrontation with high-ranking hunters.

The dock location was 718 Kent, so I had to get there to check on the party. I stood on a nearby rooftop, looking down at the heavy security and the expensive cars arriving at the industrial waterfront entrance.

Upon reaching the place, Peter noticed some servers gossiping outside and the air felt incredibly tensed. Harry suggested Peter should change his outfit because the classic Peter Parker look was not going to cut it for this high-end event.

When Peter was really confused about what to wear, the Venom symbiote was doing something to him. It looked like the symbiote gave him a sleek tuxedo, which made Peter happy, though I did not know the symbiote could do this as well.

Peter went inside the kitchen where he was trying to avoid the staff, but one of them called him over. He was ordered to take a meal and deliver it to Mr. Kravinoff's bodyguard, Dima.

Peter became an official server for this restaurant now, and he looked happy having the job despite the danger. He balanced the tray with professional ease, moving through the swinging doors and into the main ballroom filled with dangerous guests.

I went ahead and found myself among dozens of hunters, but I could not do anything to attack them. I was not playing as Spider-Man at the moment, so I had to maintain my composure and blend in with the other waitstaff.

Suddenly Peter noticed some hunters were messing with another server. They were about to throw a dart arrow at the poor man just to test its effectiveness, showing the casual cruelty they practiced even during a celebration.

Suddenly, the Venom symbiote decided to act on its own accord. It made the thrower miss and hit the neck of another hunter instead, who went to sleep right away.

I kept moving and suddenly I noticed those hunters having a chat in a secluded area. It looked like they were dating on a corner, and I must admit, that hunter lady looked quite striking.

Then there came some high-ranked hunters into the room, and the one in the front looked very familiar to me. They carried themselves with a different level of authority, clearly being the elite warriors within Kraven's massive private army.

A staff asked that hunter if Mr. Kravinoff, aka Kraven, would join them tonight. That hunter did not behave well hearing this question and gave a cold, threatening look, so the staff quickly ignored it and moved on.