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Gotham’s gargoyles wept rain into the night, their stone faces blurred by a mist that clung to every surface. The city’s usual electric hum had faded into an eerie, muffled quiet. On a skyscraper ledge, Bruce stood utterly still, his cape a dark stain against the gloom. His focus was locked on a distant figure—a humanoid outline that held itself with an impossible stillness, radiating a palpable energy that thickened the air. It was no metahuman, no creature from his files. It was an unknown. His fingers brushed the communicator at his belt, a rare moment of hesitation tightening his throat. Then his voice cut the silence, low and commanding. "Clark. Now." A streak of red and blue tore through the cloud layer moments later, landing beside him with a soft impact. Clark’s eyes narro…