Spoiler I'm numb. That's really the only way to describe how I'm feeling at this point. Whether it's a some dreadful combination of adrenalin and blood loss, the result is that where my body should be screaming in agony at this point, things are instead a simple crushing haze, pressing down and slowly suffocating the life from me. But I could be mistaking that for Bane's hands around my throat. I lost track. Get your ass in gear, Valley! He's just a man! Flesh and blood! He can be beaten like anyone else! You are Azrael! Your mission of cleansing must be fulfilled! Death awaits those who stand in our way! As my elbow hits Bane's nose, his grip around my neck slackens and he steps back while I finally get another blessed gasp of air. My second wind at last! Every time that I find an opening, I tell myself that I need to make it count. But something is different this time. Whether it's this completely deserted street in its dead silence and the fact that no one in this miserable city is coming to save me, the notion that my Order has left me for dead, or the crippling reality that Bane is going to kill me, I just can't find the strength to get my hopes up again. "FALL, DAMN YOU!" All I catch is the red flash in his eye and the calm and quiet hiss in his voice before things go black once more. "Never."