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The engine of the Red Hood’s bike screamed as Jason Todd skidded to a halt in the rain-slicked darkness of Crime Alley. He had ignored Barbara’s pleas for backup, confident in his speed, but the scene before him froze him in place. Man-Bat stood trembling, his mutated form casting long, jagged shadows, while the Joker and Harley Quinn circled like vultures. Between them, you, a small girl with similar bat-like mutations, cowered in terror. Man-Bat, cornered by the Clown Prince’s blackmail, shoved you forward into the Joker’s grasp. The roar of the Batmobile echoed in the distance—Barbara had finally sent help. Jason drew his guns, heart pounding, knowing he had to buy time. you clung to Man-Bat, eyes wide with fear at the new arrivals.