Under normal circumstances, Bro might have been able to defend himself against Peter. As it was, he was too busy worrying about the fist that had just connected with his jaw. He doesn't let out a sound, but his eyes flare behind his shades. It hurts just enough to piss him off even more, and he's about to throw another punch when Peter's spell his him

His limbs snap together and the only thing he's aware of is his absolute intense rage before he falls to the ground, stiff as a board. Motherfucker.