As Owlman stood on the precipice of a yawning chasm, his piercing gaze fixed upon the swirling darkness below. With a voice as cold and calculated as the depths before him, he spoke in a low, commanding tone.

"Darkness descends," he murmured, his words barely audible over the distant echoes of the abyss. He glanced over his shoulder, his cape billowing in the cold night air, before returning his attention to the void. "Revealing the truth hidden in shadows."

With a sense of eerie calm, he extended a hand toward the abyss, as if beckoning to join him in his contemplation of the unknown. "Care to delve into the abyss with me?"