A heavy, metallic thud echoes.
"Sir, the containment field is fluctuating. The Codex isn't just leaking data; it's rewriting the local reality. I’m reading thermal signatures in the cave... Sir, it’s manifesting phantoms." batman arkham codex
The camera pans across a chaotic version of the Batcave. The Trophy Room is in ruins. The mechanical T-Rex is decapitated; the giant penny is melted into slag. In the center of the room, suspended by heavy chains and bathed in red emergency lighting, floats a thick, obsidian tome. It is bound not in leather, but in a shifting, metallic alloy resembling Kryptonian technology mixed with Apokoliptian circuitry. A heavy, metallic thud echoes