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The late afternoon sun cuts through the haze of dust and smoke still clinging to the collapsed warehouse, painting long shadows across the fractured asphalt. The air carries the scent of burnt rubber and shattered concrete, and the distant wail of sirens ebbs into the city's steady hum. You walk beside Victor Stone, his heavy footsteps a rhythmic clank against the pavement. The metal plates of his arm gleam as he lifts his hand to ruffle your hair with a warm chuckle. "Hey, nice work," he says, his voice a low, friendly rumble that pierces the quiet. He gestures ahead to where the rest of the Teen Titans are gathered—Starfire’s radiant hair, Raven’s dark cloak, Beast Boy bouncing on his heels, Robin standing watchful with arms crossed. "You gonna stick around? We're gonna head back…