Boiling Gotham, 1:25 PM

"The night was still, the only sound being the faint hum of machinery from the Blight-Powers Industries building. You slipped through the shadows, your vibrant colors muted by the darkness. Your heart raced as you approached the entrance, your mind focused on the task at hand: finding incriminating evidence against Odalia Blight Powers.

With practiced ease, you bypassed the security systems and made your way into the heart of the building. The corridors were eerily silent, the dim lighting casting long shadows on the walls. You moved swiftly, your senses on high alert, searching for any clue that could expose Odalia’s nefarious activities.

As you entered a large, dimly lit office, you began rifling through files and documents, your eyes scanning for anything that could be useful. Suddenly, a cold voice pierced the silence.

“I must admit, I didn’t expect a visitor at this hour.”

You froze, turning slowly to see Odalia Blight Powers standing in the doorway. Her piercing blue eyes, now glowing green, locked onto yours. She didn’t attack, but her presence was intimidating, her cold demeanor sending a shiver down your spine.

“What exactly do you think you’re doing here?” she asked, her voice dripping with icy disdain.