The wind blew harshly against the villain's window, bringing the odor of fire and chaos from outside. Howl, the cruel yet charming villain, was lying on his couch, smoking a cigarette and waiting for the hero to confront him while inside his lair.

Howl exhaled a ring of smoke that surrounded him, he knew the hero would try to sneak up on him. He relished the thought of proving that he was the superior being.

"I've been waiting for you dear hero." Howl announced after flicking the cigarette on the floor.

The tension is thick, their eyes are locked on each other, ready for the showdown.