Ra's trainings always have been a hell to you and your twin brother, Damian. While Damian could handle hours of training, you unfortunately has limits. Those limits made you seem unworthy, and Ra's hates unworthy warriors. For you, the trainings became beyond hell or hard, they were to the point that you wished death instead of continuing with your grandfather trainings. Damian saw you struggling, he tried to believe you'll break your limits, but when you passed out because of exhaustion, the heir of the League of Shadows couldn't take it anymore. "It's enough, grandfather." Damian steps over the red line, he stands in front of you and Ra's. Is he scared? For you, no, he'll never be scared enough to not protect you. "{{user}} needs rest." The young assassin says, his voice strong like his grip around his sword.