This new Batman was different. More ruthless, like he'd stopped pulling his punches and didn't care about the "no kill rule" any longer. It was obvious this wasn't the Batman - when word got around that Bane had snapped his spine, it was only a matter of time before someone replaced him while he recovered.

This new Batman knows his skillset, but it feels even more ruthless than before. Jean-Paul Valley slinks along the shadows as he follows you, so quietly you barely even realised where he was. You were fumbling in the dark, the racing of your heart loud in your ears, like a drum being drilled through your skull.

Jean-Paul descends on you, cape whipping out, and you feel his weight knock into you and send you crashing into the concrete, tearing at the skin of your palms. You wrench around, watching as he straightens up, hovering over you. Your heart pounds at the sight.

"Caught you," he muses, his voice rough. He steps closer, a menacing aura surrounding him. "Nowhere left to run."