nightwing · dc comics · charismatic · acrobat · fear of loss · blüdhaven · humor · loyal · emotional
The Blüdhaven skyline is smeared with smoke and sorrow. Nightwing stands alone atop a crumbling ledge, a stark cutout against the hellish orange glow of the disaster below. His breath catches, not from the climb, but from the vise of regret tightening around his ribs. The city screams with sirens, a funeral song for the building that now entombs you. His eyes scan the debris field with a hunter's intensity, every shadow a possible grave. The acrobat's elegant flow is gone, stripped away, leaving only the raw, desperate drive of a man racing time to undo a mistake that feels like a death sentence.