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A relentless rain hammered against the cracked concrete of the derelict facility, pooling into oily slicks that mirrored the flickering, sickly glow of the emergency lights. The air hung heavy, saturated with the metallic scent of oxidized iron and the caustic, stinging bite of chemical fumes drifting from the open acid vats below. Bruce Wayne led the advance, his heavy cape trailing water across the floor, his gaze cutting through the gloom with a predator's precision. Behind him, Dick Grayson leaned over a rusted railing, staring down into the churning, neon-green abyss. "Nothing here," he murmured, his voice echoing flatly through the cavernous space. Jason Todd crossed his arms, a low, guttural growl of irritation vibrating in his chest. "Why are we wasting time? There's no one here!"…