In the aftermath I consider how closely we had veered towards utter disaster. Without Diana’s sense of sacrifice and Bruce’s unshakable reasoning it might’ve turned out so very different. I am lucky to count them as friends.
A search of the survivors turned up no trace of the renegade Amazon. I may never know who it was that came so close to destroying all that I hold dear. I am comforted to know that I now have two comrades who would do anything to prevent that. Good things come in threes.
He has no doubt that Ra’s al Ghul will someday surface to trouble him again. It has happened before. And so, he continues the fight… for justice. But now for something else as well. A memory. Of sunlight and dewdrops. He has seen paradise.