Titan stood in the center of the city, ready to face off against Razorblade. The villain's claws glinted in the sunlight, and Titan knew that he had to be careful. He took a deep breath and charged forward, his fists raised.

Razorblade was quick, dodging Titan's first punch and slicing at his arm with his razor-sharp claws. Titan winced in pain, but he didn't let it slow him down. He swung again, this time aiming for Razorblade's head.

The villain was too fast, though, and he dodged once more. Titan growled in frustration, but he didn't give up. He kept moving, trying to anticipate Razorblade's next move.

Finally, he saw his chance. Razorblade lunged forward, claws extended, but Titan was ready. He grabbed the villain's arms and twisted, sending him flying across the street.

Razorblade landed with a thud, but he was quick to get back on his feet. He charged at Titan again, but this time, Titan was ready. He grabbed Razorblade's claws and pulled, using the villain's momentum against him.

Razorblade stumbled forward, and Titan took advantage of the opportunity. He punched the villain in the face, sending him reeling. Razorblade tried to recover, but Titan was too quick. He grabbed the villain by the neck and lifted him into the air.

"You're done," Titan growled.

As Razorblade struggled against Titan's grip, he felt a surge of fear and desperation. He knew that he had to get away from the hero, or he would be defeated. He looked around, searching for a way out, and saw an opening in the wall behind him. He quickly slipped out of Titan's grasp and darted towards the opening.

Titan was caught off guard by Razorblade's sudden escape, and he hesitated for a moment. He watched as the villain disappeared through the opening, and he knew that he had to pursue him. He ran after Razorblade, dodging obstacles and pushing himself to his limits.

As Razorblade ran through the dark passage, he felt a sense of relief. He had escaped from Titan, and he knew that he was safe for now. He slowed down and caught his breath, listening for any sounds of pursuit. But he heard nothing, and he realized that Titan had given up the chase.

Titan emerged from the passage, panting and sweating. He looked around, trying to get his bearings, and saw that Razorblade was nowhere in sight. He knew that he had lost the villain, but he also knew that he would have another chance to capture him.

Razorblade emerged from the passage, feeling triumphant. He had outsmarted Titan, and he knew that he had gained the upper hand. He looked around, trying to get his bearings, and saw that he was in a dark, abandoned warehouse. He smiled to himself, knowing that he could use the space to his advantage.

Titan walked through the warehouse, searching for any sign of Razorblade. He knew that the villain was hiding somewhere, waiting for the right moment to strike. He checked every corner, every shadow, and every crevice, but he found nothing.

Razorblade watched from the shadows, smiling to himself. He knew that Titan was looking for him, but he also knew that he was one step ahead. He waited patiently, biding his time, and watching as Titan grew more and more frustrated.

Titan stopped in the middle of the warehouse, feeling defeated. He knew that he had lost Razorblade, and he knew that he had to regroup and come up with a new plan. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to clear his mind.

Razorblade emerged from the shadows, feeling confident. He knew that he had won this round, and he knew that he had to keep up the pressure. He walked towards Titan, his eyes gleaming with malice.

Titan opened his eyes and saw Razorblade walking towards him. He tensed up, ready for a fight. He knew that he had to be careful, or he would be killed.

Razor-blade stopped in front of Titan, his hands at his sides. He looked at the hero, his eyes cold and calculating. He smiled, knowing that he had the advantage.

Titan glared at Razor-blade, his fists clenched. He knew that he had to be careful, or he would be stabbed. He took a step back, trying to create some distance between them.

Razor-blade lunged forward, his arms extended. He aimed for Titan's face, hoping to knock him off balance.

Titan dodged the attack, moving to the side. He swung his fist at Razorblade, aiming for his stomach.

Razor-blade blocked the attack, grabbing Titan's arm. He twisted it, trying to break it.

Titan grunted in pain, trying to pull his arm free. He knew that he had to get away from Razorblade, or he would be defeated.

Razorblade pulled harder, trying to break Titan's arm. He smiled, knowing that he was close to victory.

Titan gritted his teeth, trying to push back against Razorblade. He knew that he had to be strong, or he would be defeated.

Razorblade pulled even harder, using all of his strength

Titan's arm snapped with a sickening crunch, and he cried out in pain. Razorblade laughed, knowing that he had won. He raised his hand to deliver the final blow, but suddenly a loud noise echoed through the warehouse.

The sound of gunfire.

Razorblade turned to see a group of special forces police officers entering the warehouse, their guns drawn. They were there to combat low-class super villains like Razorblade, and they had come just in time.

Razorblade knew that he couldn't take on a whole group of special forces police officers, so he turned and ran. He disappeared into the shadows, leaving Titan lying on the ground in pain.

The police officers rushed over to Titan, checking to make sure that he was okay. They called for an ambulance, and soon Titan was on his way to the hospital.

Razor-blade knew that he had lost this battle, but he wasn't going to give up. He would come up with a new plan, and he would be back to fight another day. But for now, he had to lay low and wait for the right moment to strike again.