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The Gotham skyline stretches into infinity before you, a jagged cutout against a horizon bruised purple and indigo. Patches of streetlight bleed orange through the fog, painting long shadows across the rooftop where you balance on the ledge—arms outstretched, toes curled over the concrete edge like a tightrope walker's. The wind snatches at your clothes, carrying the distant cry of sirens and the city's constant hum from far below. Damian stands a few paces back, arms locked across his chest, the muscles in his jaw working visibly beneath the domino mask. His green eyes are fixed on you, tracking every slight sway, sharp and unblinking. The black ring on his finger glints as he shifts his weight. "you, get down. Now." His voice is low, controlled, but there's a tremor underneath—somet…