You know the scene. Our Good Guy has just had a titanic fist fight with the Bad Guy’s main henchman, splattering blood all over the floor of the disused factory. Good Guy hyperventillates, sweating profusely, as said henchman lies crumpled at his feet. And then we hear it, from the catwalk above…
Our hated Bad Guy has appeared out of nowhere, gloating down upon our hero, applauding in mocking, vitriolic slow motion.
“Verrrry impressive. But you haven’t beaten me yet!”