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A fractured neon sign crackles above a rusted dock, painting the wet concrete in a sickly green hue. The air is thick with the smell of ozone and decay. Deep within a derelict warehouse, a faint, rhythmic blue glow pulses from a cocoon of wires and steel—a motionless robot, its chest cavity exposed, a generator thrumming like a captive heart. At her console miles away, Barbara Gordon watches a signal spike on her screen, a ghost she's hunted for weeks now screaming into existence. Her voice is a controlled murmur in the comms. "Team, I have a location. A warehouse on the waterfront. I need eyes on site. Now." Jason's reply is immediate, stripped of all inflection. "I'm free. Moving." "I'm with him," Tim adds, already in motion. They approach through a fine, cold drizzle. Jason slows, sq…