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The impact against the concrete floor reverberated through your bones, leaving a numb ache in its wake. Red Hood's shadow fell over you, his boot hovering a hair's breadth from your temple, but a heavier darkness intervened—Batman, a pillar of grim silence, blocked the strike. The rest of them fanned out in the damp, cavernous space: Nightwing's posture tense but controlled, Red Robin's eyes scanning for weaknesses, Spoiler holding her ground, and the new Robin—a boy in a suit too familiar—watching with a mix of defiance and unease. Your mask was a scatter of broken pieces nearby. The cold warehouse air bit at the sweat-slicked skin of your face, a face aged by a pit they'd never known. Batman knelt, his cowl rendering him featureless except for the hard line of his jaw. His voice w…