Chapter 58 (edited)

With Kara's all-out efforts—or not-so-all-out help—Bruce finally succeeded in stopping Ra's al Ghul's ambitious plan to destroy Gotham City.

However, in the aftermath of Kara killing Ra's, Bruce realized that her methods might have gone too far.

This realization led to a fierce argument between the two, like a heated debate between two children and two great philosophers.

In the end, neither could convince the other.

During their argument, they became so engrossed that they overlooked a critical issue: they hadn't stopped the train. The train was still hurtling toward Wayne Tower at full speed.

They also forgot that when they first arrived on the Narrows, they had assigned Gordon a crucial task: to use the Batmobile to destroy a section of the monorail in case they failed to stop Ra's. At least it would delay him, and if they were lucky, it might destroy the dangerous machine entirely.

But they never contacted Gordon.

"You forgot something that important?" Kara looked at Bruce incredulously. "Are you sure you're the 'World's Greatest Detective'? Or is this just some kind of beginner's luck?"

Bruce wasn't about to let her have the last word. "And didn't you just walk past the console? Why didn't you stop the train?"

Kara scoffed, her irritation bubbling over. "Do you think I have a train operator's license? The best I've got is a driver's license, thank you very much!"

"Fine, now's not the time for this. I'll call Gordon," Bruce said, pulling out his phone. "And stop using my name."

"You started it."

As they bickered like children, the inevitable happened: a loud explosion sounded ahead of the train.

Bruce and Kara exchanged a glance. They were out of time.

The viaduct had been destroyed. A massive section of track collapsed entirely.

Bruce's phone rang.

It was Alfred. His voice was tinged with concern as he asked, "Master Wayne, please tell me you're not on that train."

"Afraid so, Alfred," Bruce replied grimly.

"And I'm here too, Alfred," Kara chimed in, unwilling to be left out. "Don't just worry about him."

"It's fine, Alfred," Bruce reassured him. "We'll handle it." He nodded at Kara. "We have to jump."

Activating the glider function of their suits, they prepared to leap off the train before it plunged into the collapsed bridge.

Moments before the train reached the gap, they shattered the nearby glass and jumped.

With their capes transforming into glider wings, the two soared over Gotham's skyline, heading toward the Batcave.

Their fight was over, and the next task was to neutralize the remaining toxin. After that, the Gotham City Police Department would handle the cleanup.

Batman could now fade into the shadows.

The gliding suits proved their worth, allowing Bruce and Kara to traverse half the city effortlessly and land safely near Wayne Manor.

As they approached the ruined manor, Kara couldn't help but quip, "If I'd known your house was going to burn down, I would've grabbed a few artifacts. What a waste."

Bruce shot her a sidelong glance, his silence speaking volumes.

Did she think he wanted this?

Back at the Batcave, Alfred sighed in relief as the pair arrived safely.

"Thank heavens you're both all right," Alfred said, his usual composure tinged with genuine emotion.

Kara removed her helmet, shaking out her long golden hair, which gleamed like sunlight even in the dim light of the Batcave.

Alfred, impressed by her contribution, suggested, "Miss Kara, given your invaluable assistance, Master Wayne was considering inviting you to stay for a few days."

Bruce, still removing his gear, looked at Alfred in disbelief. When had he said that?

Kara smirked, quickly catching on to Alfred's intentions.

"Nice try, Alfred," she said, shaking her head. "I think you're matchmaking, but it's not going to work."

Bruce bristled but didn't comment.

"I'll pass," Kara added. "Maybe after you rebuild the manor. Right now, I've got my own responsibilities."

Before leaving, Kara's gaze landed on a prototype motorcycle in the corner of the Batcave. Sleek and powerful, it immediately caught her interest.

"Mind if I take this for a spin?" she asked.

Bruce frowned. "It's still in development. I'm not letting you take an untested vehicle out. I don't want to hear about you crashing it."

"Ugh, fine. You're no fun," Kara muttered. "But don't think I'll forget this."

She gave Alfred a wink before turning to leave. "Take care, Alfred. And Bruce—don't forget to call Gordon next time."

With that, she disappeared into the night.