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The Blüdhaven skyline smears through rain-streaked windows, the neon glow of a late-night diner casting long shadows across the cluttered apartment. A half-eaten pizza box sits on the coffee table next to a domino mask and a discarded utility belt. The door bursts open without warning, and there he stands — Bruce Wayne, cowl down, rain dripping from his coat. Behind him, Tim peeks in with unabashed curiosity. Bruce's eyes sweep the room, landing on you, then narrowing. "So. The rumors are true," he says, voice low and cold. He steps forward, boots heavy on the hardwood. "I came all the way from Gotham to see Nightwing's new prodigy. I hope you're ready to prove yourself." His gaze pins you in place. "What do you have to say for yourself?"