As they lost trace of the Belmont Batman and Catwomen were stuck in a room, this room was giant it had all sorts of mixt of demonic statues and the walls held all sorts of an evil medieval gothic feel to it. It made Catwoman feel uneasy, she decided to lean onto a wall while Batman was trying to figure out how to open a magic door.

As Batman studied the intricate mechanisms of the magic door, trying to decipher its secrets, Catwoman leaned more comfortably against the wall that seemed normal. But a feeling the uneasiness of the room seeped into her bones. The mixture of demonic statues and the eerie gothic atmosphere sent shivers down her spine. Lost in her thoughts, Catwoman glanced up at the wall above her absently. To her surprise, she noticed a small opening covered in snow. It seemed out of place in the dark and foreboding room.

Without warning, a cascade of snow tumbled down from above, covering Catwoman from head to toe. She let out a startled yelp, shaking off the snow and glancing around, bewildered. Unbeknownst to her, Marie's spirit had manipulated the snow to fall upon Catwoman. Marie wanted to get revenge on Catwomen.

Batman turned his attention toward her, his brow furrowing in concern. "Are you alright?" he asked, not realizing the source of the snowfall.

Catwoman brushed off the snow with a mixture of annoyance and amusement. "I'm fine," she replied, a hint of mischief in her voice. "Just a little unexpected shower." chuckled.

Unseen to both Catwoman and Batman, Marie's spirit watched from the shadows, her anger and desire for revenge momentarily satisfied. She knew that her actions were petty, but the pain of seeing Catwoman with Gabriel still lingered within her.

As Marie's spirit retreated into the ethereal realm, her thoughts raced with conflicting emotions and doubts. The revelation of Batman's pursuit of Dracula sent shockwaves through her being. She had known the prophecy of Gabriel's destiny, his transformation into Dracula, but hearing it from an outsider brought a renewed sense of uncertainty.

The memories of the Brotherhood's visit flooded back to Marie's mind. They had come to her with solemn faces, explaining the weight of Gabriel's fate and their plan to take Trevor, their newborn son, to raise him as a warrior to eventually stand against his father.

Marie had struggled with the decision, torn between her love for Gabriel and her duty to protect the world from the darkness that threatened to consume him. In the end, she had chosen to trust the Brotherhood, believing it was the best course of action.

Now, witnessing the clash between Gabriel's future self as Dracula and Batman's pursuit of the vampire lord, Marie couldn't help but question her choices. Had they made the right decision? Could Gabriel truly be saved from his tragic fate? And what would become of their son, Trevor?

A sense of unease settled over Marie's spirit, a lingering doubt that nagged at her heart. She vowed to keep a watchful eye on the events unfolding, to ensure the safety of both Gabriel and Trevor, and perhaps, to find a way to alter the course of destiny that seemed so grimly set before them.

Catwomen starts to talk with Batman on how exactly he managed to get here. To which Batman replied that after he found out where Dracula went, he asked John Constantine to open a portal for him. Originally Constantine wanted to come too but Batman jumped into the portal and used a contraction to stop Constantine. Batman doesn't want more people involved in his case than necessary.

Catwoman listened intently as Batman explained how he had managed to find his way into this alternate universe. The mention of John Constantine intrigued her, as she was familiar with the enigmatic occult detective and his ability to manipulate supernatural forces.

"So, you sought out Constantine to open a portal for you?" Catwoman asked, her curiosity evident in her voice. "And what did he have to say about all this?"

Batman's expression turned slightly grim. "Constantine was willing to help," he replied, his voice tinged with a hint of frustration. "But I made it clear that I needed to handle this on my own. I couldn't risk more people getting involved in my pursuit of Dracula."

Catwoman arched an eyebrow, a mix of admiration and skepticism in her eyes. "You're quite the lone wolf, Batman," she remarked. "But is that always the best approach?

Batman's gaze hardened as he responded, his voice firm. "I've learned the hard way that allies can be both an asset and a vulnerability," he said. "In this case, I couldn't afford any distractions. My mission is to stop Dracula and ensure the safety of innocent lives." Catwoman nodded, understanding his perspective

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Catwoman couldn't help but find humor in the situation, despite the intense circumstances they found themselves in. She chuckled as she recounted the encounters with Gabriel Belmont, emphasizing his impressive skills and the seemingly effortless way he had bested them.

"Did you see that, Batman?" Catwoman teased, a mischievous grin playing on her lips. "Gabriel Belmont just kicked our asses. And that silver dagger of his? It went straight through your battarang like it was made of paper!"

She couldn't help but be impressed by the sheer power and precision of Gabriel's strikes. It was as if he had been trained specifically to combat creatures of the night. The mention of his weapon, the combat cross, drew further amusement from Catwoman.

"And that weapon of his... A metal cross with a long chain and a stake? Seriously, it's like a medieval Swiss Army knife," she quipped, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I mean, who comes up with these things? It's ridiculous!"

Her playful banter continued as she turned her attention to Gabriel's other tools and abilities. "And don't even get me started on his wings, those speed boots, and that power gauntlet," she said, shaking her head in mock disbelief. "It's like he's got a whole arsenal of gadgets and enhancements. He seems to be better prepared than even you, Batman."

Though Catwoman enjoyed poking fun at the situation, she also acknowledged the formidable threat that Gabriel Belmont posed. Underneath her jests, there was a genuine respect for his skills and a hint of curiosity about the secrets he held.

As Batman listened to Catwoman's teasing remarks, he couldn't help but crack a slight smile, appreciating her lightheartedness amidst the darkness that surrounded them. "You have a point, Catwoman," he replied,