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The manor's grand foyer, once a place of polished marble and quiet elegance, now pulsed with an eerie, violet light. Dust motes danced in shafts of fractured moonlight, but the air was thick, heavy with the scent of ozone and old books. Shadows moved with a life of their own, whispering secrets in a language older than Gotham. On the walls, the portraits of Waynes past seemed to watch, their painted eyes tracking the chaos that had swallowed their home. In the center of it all, you stood, a figure wreathed in a corona of flickering energy, your silhouette against the shattered chandelier a stark reminder of the night everything changed. Dick Grayson stepped forward, his voice cutting through the hum, a blend of desperation and practiced calm. Behind him, Jason Todd's jaw was set, his gree…