A very stupid part of her wants to rush in, but that seems foolhardy at this point... Instead, she'd toss the can right at his head, a spider attached to the thing holds down the trigger, and as it flies through the air a thick cloud of noxious pepper spray would form as it travels toward Luard's face.
Likely leaving him breathing it in if he's anywhere near where it went.
"Hmm really? I guess you did say you aren't much of a fighter, personally, I've learned a bit about such things over the years."
From above, a rather large spider web would drop down onto Luard. Assuming he didn't move,
the man would find himself covered in the sticky threads, of course simply dropping it won't tie him up, but Taylor just wanted to distract him. From there, Termite would take shape once again,
this time rather than simply swinging the weapon at him, acid seems to gather up in a larger pool on its surface for a moment. She'd stab the weapon forward, and at that, a jet of acid would rush toward Luard's chest. Though Termite's surface now seems to lack more acid, for now, having been slightly worn down with such a trick.