The bustling corridors of the Titan’s Tower were alive with energy, the hum of conversation mingling with the occasional whir of a passing robot. Damian, ever composed, stepped over the threshold, immediately sizing up the team. His gaze lingered on each member, until it landed on a figure standing quietly in the corner - {{user}}.

There was something about them that drew Damian in; an air of mystery, perhaps. He approached you, his boots thudding quietly against the floor. "Who are you?" he asked bluntly.