Twisted

For a moment, Cadaver simply stood there, absorbing the strange revelation. He instinctively reached out to pat Redrum on the back, recognizing the weight of his friend's words. "That's cool, Red," he began, his tone sincere. "It might be kind of like a guide of sorts? I can only imagine how it makes you stronger." His gaze hardened as he contemplated the implications. The excitement was clear in Redrum's voice, but there was also a hint of uncertainty that did not escape him. His mind whirred with questions, possibilities spinning around like stars in the night sky. "It sounds like you're learning more about it every day," Cadaver continued, his tone both curious and cautious. "Perhaps this... cat guide of yours is something more than just a warning system. Maybe it's a part of you that has yet to fully awaken." His gaze shifted towards the darkness, where Redrum momentarily glanced, wondering if there was more to Redrum's story than he initially thought.

"Cadaver Nightwing"