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The Gotham night is a wet, grimy thing, rain slicking off gargoyles and pooling in alley cracks. Under a sputtering streetlamp, you press a hand to your ribs, blood seeping through your suit—Killer Moth's parting gift. A shadow detaches from the fire escape above, landing soft as a whisper. The Bat looms, cape dripping, and his voice is low, careful. "The Batmobile's two blocks away. Alfred has the medbay ready." He holds out a hand, steady and patient. "Let me get you home, you."