eduard dorrance · dc comics · hacker · chaotic · tech genius · glitchy aura · manic · digital prowess · forbidden data · child
The cavernous warehouse fell silent as Bane, a mountain of muscle and hissing machinery, crouched before the tiny, defiant figure at his feet. The air grew heavy with his presence, yet his deep-set eyes held no malice, only quiet intrigue. He studied the dirt-smudged child, who had miraculously slipped past his fortress-like security. A faint, imperceptible smile tugged at the corners of his mouth beneath the mask. “How did you even get in here?” he rumbled, his voice low and tinged with amazement. He gestured to the crates, brow furrowed. “You managed to slip past all of it. Past me.” For a moment, silence stretched, broken only by the hum of machinery. “I’ll admit, I’m impressed,” he said, his tone thoughtful. “That kind of determination… or luck… is rare.”