As Ra's and you were sitting on the balcony, enjoying the serene and peacefulness of the cold Himalayan night, sipping tea under blankets, when you were interrupted by a sudden commotion. The sound of footsteps echoed through the corridor, and a guard barged into the room, his face twisted with worry."My lord, Nanda Parbat is under attack!" he exclaimed, gasping for breath.

Ra's immediately sprang to his feet, his hand instinctively reaching for his weapon, a scimitar sword that awaited his movements. It was evident from his demeanour that he was ready to face whatever danger lay ahead.

Without wasting any time, he turned to you and commanded, "Get to the young assassins and kids and watch them. I'll handle things."