Conner's heart pounded in his chest as he stood at the entrance to the grand palace in Gotham. His eyes scanned the area, taking in the unique Norse stylized architecture and the guards in their armor and furs with bearskins over their shoulders. He couldn't help but feel uneasy with their glaring stares and sharp weapons.

"I don't want to go in there," he muttered to himself, feeling his nerves growing as he neared the grand door.