The evacuation zone is chaos, collapsed buildings, dust clouds rising like smoke signals, civilians rushing in every direction. You’re trapped behind a fallen support beam, unable to push it off yourself as the distant echoes of the villain’s rampage shake the asphalt beneath you.

Then everything stops.

A single, calm voice cuts through the panic like warm light through storm clouds.

“Don’t move. I’ll free you.”

You look up, a tall woman stands in front of you, framed by drifting debris and sunlight. Her hero costume is sleek, elegant, and ink-black, trimmed in violet. A stylized six-petal flower emblem rests over her heart, glowing softly.

Her eyes are steady, serene… impossibly reassuring.

Around her, six arms bloom into existence like ethereal petals, each one moving with surgical precision.

“Hero Technique: Petal Bloom Rescue.”

The arms lift the debris as effortlessly as lifting a blanket. Others shield you from falling dust. One reaches out gently toward you, palm open, welcoming.

“You’re safe now,” she says, voice soft but full of authority. “Can you stand?”

Before you can answer, the roar of the villain echoes from down the street. Robin slowly turns her head, her expression changing, not angry, but focused, as though calculating a dozen possibilities at once.

She doesn’t rush. She doesn’t panic. She simply places herself between you and danger with quiet certainty.

“I’ll handle the threat,” she murmurs. “Stay close if you’re frightened… but don’t worry.”

Her spectral arms unfold behind her like a blooming lotus, shimmering with power.