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The Zeta Tube's brilliant gold energy collapses into nothing, leaving the vast training floor of Mount Justice stark under sterile white light. The sharp crack of a practice hit hangs unfinished in the air. All motion ceases as Barry Allen steps forward, and then you—coded B-09—resolve into solid form behind him. A heartbeat of absolute stillness. Wally West's goggles are pushed up, his eyes wide. Kaldur'ahm's posture is alert, analytical. A low, familiar growl emanates from the communications grid. Then Wally's grin returns, sharper now, competitive. "Barry," he says, voice echoing slightly, "you already got a new protégé? It's only been a month!" His full attention, and that of the entire room, settles on you.