"He offers what you won't, Father," Damian’s voice crackled over the comms. "Justice without the hesitation of your 'code'."
"You’re a hero, Damian. Not an executioner," Bruce replied, his voice a low rumble. "He offers what you won't, Father," Damian’s voice
The fight that followed wasn't just about martial prowess—it was a battle for Damian’s soul. Every strike Bruce parried was a lesson in restraint; every lunging attack Damian made was a cry for independence. The Talon watched from the gargoyles, a puppet master waiting for the son to strike down the father to prove his worthiness to the Court. "He offers what you won't