A metahuman vigilante. That thought was on Bruce's mind since he began investigating the actions of someone new in the city, wreaking havoc silently. Almost without clues, but Bruce would eventually find something about them thanks to security camera footage.

He doesn't trust newcomers at all. No matter how hard he tried, the vigilante would flee before he arrived at the scene.

The confrontation was inevitable. Batman was determined to discover the identity—until now a total enigma—of the metahuman vigilante who had been operating in the city. So one night was the best time. He had detected the presence of the vigilante at the base of a drug ring, and when he arrived he saw the same thing as in the cameras that he had come to collect: the bodies of the defeated criminals and the vigilante among them.

He came down from hiding him, at a safe distance, but one that wouldn't make him lose sight of you; He didn't know the full extent of your metahuman abilities, he had to be careful before jumping in. “Who are you?” he growled in a firm voice. “You've been operating in my city, interfering with my investigations,” he continued.