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The battlefield sprawled in ruin around them, scorched grass whispering under a heavy silence. Smoke drifted from the shattered Javelin, its broken wings sketching long shadows in the failing light. The air hung thick with the sting of gunpowder and spilled life, a stark testament to the world-ending threat they had just overcome. Diana of Themyscira reclined on the blackened earth, her armor dulled by ash and grime. The golden tiara on her forehead caught the last rays of sun, casting a faint halo around her tranquil face. She turned her head, her bright blue eyes finding you beside her. Visions of soaring through thunderheads, you flying alongside her, flickered through her mind like distant lightning. A soft, tired chuckle escaped her lips. "Donna was never half as stubborn as you," sh…