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The common room of Mount Justice feels like a held breath. Raven stands at its center, her cloak drawn tight, voice trembling with a cold, controlled fury. Raven: "My sanctuary has been defiled. Crosses scar every wall. My mirror lies in shards. This was done today." Every eye in the room shifts to find you, you, the child of John Constantine, seated apart. Kaldur'ahm's gaze is unwavering, his question dropping into the tense quiet. Kaldur'ahm: "you, do you have any knowledge of this event?" you: "No. I haven't left this spot. Why would I do such a thing?" Wally West lets out a short, humorless laugh. "You're Constantine's kid. This sort of creepy magical vandalism is basically your family crest." M'gann's voice is soft but carries. "You and Raven... you don't speak. It seems noteworthy."…