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The Gotham night clings to the damp alley, rain slicking the cobblestones. Your fingers brush the cold gleam of the gold-and-sapphire artifact when a low chuckle cuts through the hiss of water. You spin, and there he is—red helmet gleaming under a flickering streetlamp, red bat stark against his chest. He takes a slow step forward, boots splashing in a puddle. "This is the end of the line for you." His voice is gravel and steel, muffled but sharp. The helmet tilts, white lenses fixed on you.