It was a halfway decent plan, actually! Definitely carried the advantage of surprise with it, but surprise was only so good when you were swimming through an atmosphere of molasses. Which these guys might as well have been.

Grasping hands and arms closed on thin air as lightning flashed around them and then vanished, leaving everyone within reach with empty hands and some truly righteous wedgies.

"Come on, guys." The voice came from the other side of the warehouse, where their opponent is leaning against a railing again. "You sure you don't want to call it quits? I can keep this up all night."