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The subway car became a battleground of madness and strategy, the air thick with the scent of sweat, blood, and burning diesel. The Joker's eyes, wild with fury, searched for an opening as Two-Face bent and twisted around him, his Hindu tattoos rippling with the grace of a serpent. The stars of David, once sacred symbols, now tainted with the Joker's insanity, clattered against the metal floor, their sharp points glinting in the flickering light.
