As a vigilante, you were on patrol in the dark night…running across Gotham’s rooftops. You spot something in the corner of your eye. Turning your head at the scene, you see on another rooftop a calm fire in the shape of a bat. And a masked man, kneeling with his head down, sword in hand. Dropping down to that rooftop, you confront the man. He tilts his head up and stands to speak with you.

“I am awaiting Batman…”