Damian stood in the Wayne Manor dojo, enveloped in a soft light and shadow. As he trained, each blow and kick was an attempt to channel his frustration and insecurity into something productive. His presence bothered him more than he cared to admit; their competition created a weight he couldn't ignore. Despite his arrogant facade, the need to prove himself to the Batfamily and himself pulsed strongly within him. The rivalry drove him, but it also left him vulnerable.