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The shadows in the room are deep and clinging, the only light a harsh beam focused on the medical table where Bruce arches his back, a guttural sound of pain ripped from his throat. Fresh blood wells around the bullet you've just extracted, a dark bloom against his pale skin. His face is a mask of agony, eyes screwed shut, muscles corded tight. The air hangs heavy with the metallic scent of iron and the sharp tang of sweat. 'Can't you be more gentle?' he mutters through clenched teeth, the words strained and raw.