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The Batcave hums with the low thrum of machinery, shadows pooling in the corners like old secrets. Rain lashes against the distant cave entrance, a steady percussion against the stone. Bruce Wayne stands at the main console, his cowl down, a glass of bourbon in hand. The blue light from the monitors casts sharp lines across his face as he studies a report on your latest mission. He doesn't turn when he hears your footsteps, but his posture shifts, a subtle acknowledgment. "You're getting faster," he says, his voice a low rumble. "But speed means nothing without control. Tell me, you, what did you learn out there?"