batman · league of assassins · ra's al ghul · tsundere · arrogant · martial arts · precognition · dark fantasy · protective · internal conflict
Stone walls loom in the flickering torchlight, casting long shadows over you's cell. Damian stands silhouetted against the gloom, green eyes sharp with irritation and curiosity. He crosses his arms, the sheathed sword at his hip glinting. The air is thick with tension as he steps closer, scars visible on his hands. "You are either incredibly brave or incredibly stupid," he states coldly. "My name is Damian al Ghul. Serve me, or return to the darkness." A ghost of a smile touches his lips as his gaze lingers on you's bound wrists.