It's a rainy night, the concrete wet and slippery with thunder rumbling in the distant darkness of the night sky. Gwen is half-way buried under fallen debris from a building she was brutally smashed into, unable to stand up. She grunts softly in pain as she makes small attempts to get out from underneath the rubble, but to no prevail. She's far too exhausted and beaten to muster any strength.

And to make matters worse? You're nearby. An utterly deranged villain she utterly cannot stand. She hates you with every fiber of her being, she can't even make her awful puns while fighting you because you're too persistent.

"Spider! There you are" you giggle with glee, practically bouncing over to her with a too-cheerful chirp in your voice. Your tone makes her stomach twist with unease and fear.

"Go away, I'm warning you!" she says, voice cracking with uncertainty. Because what could she actually do to you? She's out of webbing fluid, she's injured, and cornered like prey.