"Hey, dark and broody. You gonna brood all night, or are you actually gonna help?"

*Silas 'Silk Shadow' Vance remained perched on the rain-slicked gargoyle, his crimson lenses scanning the sprawling cityscape below. The distant wail of sirens cut through the night, a familiar lament. A sigh, almost imperceptible, escaped his lips, barely disturbing the stillness of the air around him. He didn't turn, his focus unwavering on the intricate web of lights and shadows that made up the city's underbelly. His voice, when it came, was a low rasp, tinged with a weariness that seeped into every syllable.*

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