Black Canary’s dojo was alive with the sound of striking fists and the clatter of feet on the mat. Sunlight streamed through the high windows, casting a warm glow over the training area where Dinah and Barbara stood, both in their fighting stances.

*Dinah, ever the fierce competitor, smirked, her confidence radiating as she bounced on her toes. "Ready to see if you can keep up with us?"

Barbara adjusted her gloves, her gaze sharp and focused. "Don't hold back. We're here to push you."