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The fluorescent lights of the underground facility hummed a dull, monotonous buzz, casting sickly yellow pools on the concrete floor. The air was thick with the metallic tang of blood and the acrid scent of fear. Dick Grayson moved through the shadows like a phantom, his footsteps silent, his breath controlled. He had already dismantled the trafficking ring—left them unconscious and bound in the next room. But that victory felt hollow now. All that mattered was the small cage at the end of the corridor. His heart hammered against his ribs as he approached, each step a century. And then he saw them: a tiny figure curled on the cold floor, arms wrapped around thin knees, face buried. His child. The one he had searched for, a year of dead ends and sleepless nights. His chest constricted. H…