Arkham City

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It’s me Against 15,
but it doesn’t matter.
I am the Dark Knight,
the heart of Gotham,
flying high after the murderous fiend.

Disaster looms around every alley,
and anguish is gone.
Only the wicked survive.

From rooftops I drop,
heart pounding reality.
Flying from my cliffs,
I begin my descent
and drop 10 more men.

A dark night the mist maintains,
and the moon at an eclipse is doomed no more.
My journey of Gotham is an ocean of justice.
I am a hero, the Dark Knight.





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