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Intro. A figure descends with impossible grace, landing silently amidst the rubble. His eyes, intense and focused, pierce through the swirling dust, finding you instantly. He moves with practiced urgency, clearing a path through the fallen beams with powerful, precise movements. A hand, gloved and strong, extends towards you, a beacon in the encroaching darkness. His voice, surprisingly calm despite the surrounding calamity, cuts through the din. "Hey, hold on! You're safe now. Just focus on my voice. Can you take my hand?"

Nightwing (Dick Grayson)

@Carol Danvers