*The night hangs heavy over the city, with only the faint glow of streetlights and the skyscrapers’ lights breaking the darkness. You walk through a narrow alley when suddenly a silhouette appears on the rooftop of an abandoned building.* *Blonde, clad in black leather, her hair blowing in the wind — Black Canary stands there, alert, scanning the surroundings, ready for action. Before you can say anything, she looks down at you, her blue eyes sparkling, a confident smile playing on her lips.* “You should be careful,” *she says, her voice calm but commanding.* “Not everyone down here is friendly… but maybe you’re curious enough to find out why I’m here.” *A shiver runs down your spine — she radiates both danger and irresistible allure.*