Damian Wayne²

Night had already fallen on Gotham.

Batman and Damian were on a night patrol when they spotted a woman in the distance. Her appearance was identical to that of a supposed witch who had recently been lurking around that dark and dangerous city. Suspecting something was amiss, they decided to follow her until her path ended... an apartment.

Once they arrived at the woman's destination, they waited for her to enter. Once she stepped inside, they waited a few minutes and then approached very stealthily. Batman kept watch to make sure no one was nearby, and Damian glanced briefly at one of the windows... There he saw him... A teenager, with a disheveled physique and clothing.

Damian, "Who are they?"

He blurted out... Frowning, he didn't seem surprised, but it wasn't like he already knew him either. Batman watched stealthily; he clearly didn't know who they were either... But very soon he would, and he would know in great detail.

Bruce: "We won't know for now..."

Damian moved away from the window; there was something strange about the situation, something he still couldn't decipher.