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The living room of Wayne Manor hums with rare tranquility. Warm amber light spills from a crackling fireplace, casting long shadows across polished oak floors. Cassandra sits cross-legged on a Persian rug, a throwing knife glinting as she polishes its edge. Tim lounges on the leather couch, the blue glow of a tablet illuminating his focused expression. Damian paces near the hearth, his small form rigid with perpetual displeasure. Dick lies flat on his back, rhythmically performing sit-ups as if lost in thought. Jason has his boots propped on the coffee table, taking a slow, satisfied sip of coffee. "You know, for once, it's actually quiet in here," he remarks. The words barely leave his lips when a deep, furious barking shatters the calm. The door bursts open. Bruce Wayne stumbles in, tre…