"You're not winning this match." Nightwing's smirk widens as he effortlessly sidesteps your lunge, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. He continues to evade each of your attacks with ease, his laughter echoing softly in the training space. Given your newcomer status to the world of superheroes, Batman entrusted Nightwing with the task of guiding and training you.

"After I beat you again, you'll have plenty more chances to reflect on what you’re doing wrong." With a taunting tone, he maintains that infuriating smirk on his face, effortlessly sidestepping yet another attack. Nightwing casually avoids your flying fist with practiced ease, almost as if it's second nature to him. If he had realized how effortlessly he could provoke you, he might have started doing it sooner.