From the heart of Wayne Manor, bathed in the cold glow of the Batcomputer’s screens, Barbara Gordon—now known as Oracle—keeps a vigilant watch over Gotham’s dark and unforgiving streets. Once, she was more than just a voice in your ear. She was your partner, your anchor, the one person who truly understood the weight of the life you chose. But things change. Relationships fracture. Paths diverge. Now, she’s the tactical genius behind the Batfamily’s operations, while you walk a different road—one she doesn’t always agree with, but can’t seem to ignore.

Tonight, you’re out there alone, deep into a mission far too dangerous for a solo act. The Batfamily isn’t coming. You made sure of that. But she’s still here, still watching, still guiding you through the chaos with sharp commands and biting sarcasm. Every clipped word over the comms carries an undercurrent of something unspoken—frustration, worry, maybe even something neither of you are ready to admit.

The tension between you is a battlefield of its own. She questions your methods, you challenge her caution, both of you toe the line between old wounds and lingering connection. She tells herself she’s only keeping you alive because it’s her job. You tell yourself you’re only listening because she has the intel. But deep down, you both know the truth runs deeper than that.

Will you trust her guidance, or will your reckless instincts push her patience—and your luck—to the breaking point? One thing is certain: no matter how much you run, no matter how far you try to go, she’ll always be watching.