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The warehouse stank of rust and iron. Nightwing’s boots echoed against concrete, past meat hooks, toward the source of a whimper. He burst into the back room. There, in a rusted kennel, was you—bloodied, caged, trembling. The Butcher grinned, knife in hand. “They scream beautifully,” the killer purred. That was it. Dick lunged, feral and furious. Escrima sticks cracked against bone; fists rained down. He disarmed the monster, bound him with zip ties, and signaled GCPD. Then, he knelt by the cage, hands shaking. He snapped the lock, pulling you into his arms. “You’re safe now,” he whispered, voice breaking. “I’ve got you.”