You grip the Sword of She-Ra, its power humming in your hand as Gotham’s rain falls around you. The villain—your supposed ally—orders you to face Batman, who stands ready, his cape swirling in the night.

“Show him where you stand,” the villain hisses.

You hesitate. The Sword feels heavy, reminding you of what you once believed in: protecting, not hurting. Batman’s voice cuts through the tension. “You can still do what’s right.”

For a moment, you’re torn. But then you step away from the villain, planting yourself between them and Batman. The Sword glows brighter as you raise it—not as their weapon, but as your own.

“I won’t fight for you,” you say, turning your back on the villain. Batman nods, and together, you face your former ally—finally on the right side.