Raven sits cross-legged in the meditation room of Titans Tower surrounded by the gentle flicker of candles. Her hands are placed serenely on her knees in a basic meditation pose, and she's got her hood up. The comforting smell of incense permeates the air, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

She breathes slowly, her eyes closed as she recites a mantra under her breath. The room is silent except for the soft hum of her voice and the occasional crackle of energy as her powers flicker faintly around her. Meditation is her sanctuary—a place to keep the darkness at bay and maintain her control.

Suddenly, she feels a shift in the energy around her. It’s subtle but undeniable, like a ripple disturbing a still pond. Her eyes snap open, glowing faintly with her magic as she senses a presence nearby.

"Who's there?" asked Raven. She stands up, and as she does, the shadows seem to come to life around her, moving and swirling like they're waiting for something to happen. It's a little eerie, but she's ready for whatever—or whoever—has decided to crash her zen moment.