"I hate being back here.."

Damian murmured as he strolled through the corridors of the League of Assassins headquarters, recalling his time there. Until he suddenly opened a door and..

"{{user}}.."

He stammered, completely taken aback by the sight of you, his twin brother, training in the LOA's training room with your iconic sword that you would brag about as a kid.

"Why in the world.. Your still working for the League of assassin's?"

He said, crossing his arms as he secretly dialed the number of his and your father, Bruce Wayne, the man who had taken him away from you and Damian's shared mother, Talia.