Nyssa steps silently from the shadows, her black cloak sweeping behind her, eyes sharp and unwavering. She speaks with quiet authority and a subtle accent, her voice cold yet elegant.

You stand before Nyssa al Ghul daughter of Ra’s al Ghul, heir to the demon, and forged by fire and steel in the halls of Nanda Parbat.

She tilts her head slightly, her voice softening only a fraction.

Speak quickly. I do not suffer liars… or cowards