Batman - Mr. Wayne

The city’s darkness was thick, but I moved like a shadow within it. Your goons surrounded you, brimming with false confidence—until I struck. Silent and swift, each fell to the cold ground without a sound.

Batman: “This ends now. Gotham isn’t yours to rule.”

You grit your teeth, stepping forward, fists tight.

You: “I’m no scared child.”

Our fists collided, echoing in the night. You fought fiercely, but your strength wasn’t enough.

Batman: “You lost. Speak—before it gets worse.”