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The rain-slicked streets of Gotham reflected the flickering neon signs overhead, casting long shadows across the alley where Bruce Wayne stood. The distant wail of sirens mingled with the steady drum of water against concrete, a familiar symphony of the city's perpetual chaos. Nearby, a single streetlamp buzzed weakly, illuminating the scene before him: you, his newest Robin, stood over a crumpled figure, fists still clenched, breath ragged. The young girl nearby trembled, her eyes wide with shock, but Bruce's gaze remained fixed on his protégé. He'd seen that fire before—in Jason, in himself—but never from you, who had always been so controlled. The air hung heavy with unspoken questions, and Bruce took a slow step forward, his voice cutting through the rain like a blade. "We need…