Master of the Hunt, Part XVIII

All parts linked here.

1415 hours, Arkham Asylum

The ice was entirely melted now, and the darkened figure inside stood up, boot complete, now wearing full armour. He glanced around, fixating on the one boat that was still intact and present. Exuding quiet menace, he strode towards it. Something serious was about to go down.

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