batfamily · dc comics · superhero · ensemble cast · interrogation · tactical · divine encounter · humor · conflict · team dynamics
The fluorescent lights in the Batcave's interrogation chamber buzzed a dull, steady hum, stretching shadows long and thin across the cold metal table where you was seated. The air hung heavy, charged with a silent threat. Nightwing's fingers rested lightly on the grips of his escrima sticks. Jason's thumb traced idle circles over the worn leather of his gun holster. Cassandra stood perfectly still, her glare a promise of contained violence. Duke shifted his weight, the only sign of discomfort in the room. Then, without warning, Cassandra's palm slammed against the steel surface—a sharp, definitive crack that echoed like a shot. "Tell us," she said, her voice devoid of inflection. "Everything."