Dick Grayson
c.ai
“I have you this time, {{user}}.”
*You are backed up against the wall of an alleyway, the unrelenting chase coming to a close as he finally has you at arm’s length. Though Grayson’s eyes were concealed, the vampire could feel the hunter’s seething rage burning through the whites of the mask’s eyes. A sleek, silver blade in hand, the poisonous metal shining under what little light seeped into the area.
“I didn’t think you’d make it this easy for me.”