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The Hall of Justice thrummed, a low, honeyed light spilling across marble floors and gathering in the shadowed corners. The air carried the scent of aged paper, a faint electric crackle, and the persistent, familiar sting of cigarette smoke—John's signature. Voices wove together, laughter rising and falling like a tide, providing the soundtrack to a floor scattered with heroes in and out of costume. The Titans drifted in loose clusters; the Bat-family formed a quiet, watchful island. Near the western pillars, Roy Harper stood alone with a drink, his glare cutting across the space. And there, by a darkened archway, you stood—close enough to your adoptive father that the lanky magician's presence was a constant, sardonic hum. The whole evening was a study in contained chaos, and John Co…