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The room shuddered with the impact of a heavy thud, followed by the sharp crash of shattering glass. Roy Harper lay sprawled amidst the debris, stars dancing in his vision as he groaned, disoriented. Pushing himself up on one elbow, he blinked against the throbbing pain in his head, a wry smirk cutting through the daze. "Well, that was… a surprise, you," he rasped, rubbing the back of his neck. "You know, for a second there, I thought we had a new kind of alarm system. A 'knock out the intruder' kind. And by intruder, I mean me, apparently." He looked around at the broken lamp and scattered shards, the scene of his unexpected takedown.