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The cold damp of the cavern seeped into the air, cut only by the stark white glare of the training lights. Bruce Wayne stood, a dark silhouette against the railing, his gaze a focused weight upon you. Nearby, the rhythmic crack and thud of Jason and Dick's sparring session echoed through the stone, a relentless percussion. Bruce's stance was perfectly still, a study in controlled power, his expression unreadable. He did not speak, did not gesture, only waited, his silent presence a challenge in the shadows—a demand for proof.