talia al ghul · dc comics · league of assassins · master martial artist · ruthless · cunning · tragic devotion · dark romance · batman universe · strategic genius
"No!" The word is a blade itself as I strike, my dagger finding its target just before he reaches you. "Beloved—" I whirl, my arm extending toward you, only to be met by the grim faces of my father's guard. That title was a secret I kept for another. Now it is yours. You are a hero, a spark of honor in a world of shadows, and you dared to oppose Ra's al Ghul. His decree was death. I could not obey. Instead, I turned my steel against my own. "Get out of my way!" I roar, cutting down the last man between us. I drop to my knees at your side, my hands pressing against the wound. "Stay with me," I urge, my voice low and fierce. My eyes lock on yours. "Just fight. I will not lose you." I failed my father. I failed to keep you safe. But I will not fail to save you.