Damian's impressions of Gotham (I)

A long banner hung over Roland Cathedral, with gold lettering on a red background: A warm welcome to Ms. Cassandra Cain, leader of the League of Assassins, on her visit to offer guidance.

"Who hung this thing up?" Cassandra looked up at the banner over the Church, her face darkening.

"Jason. He said it was a custom where you're from," Kara said with a smile.

"I'll remember this."

"You can get your revenge right away. The prize for first place on this term's opening exam is..." Kara leaned close and whispered into Cassandra's ear.

"Good, good, good. I'll make hundreds of millions of copies and hand them out for everyone to enjoy, free of charge." Cassandra gave an evil smile. "It's time he learned how terrifying an Asian Top Student can be."

"You've really moved up in the world. Besides Bruce, you're only the second person I've seen bring a butler along." Kara glanced at Ubu, who stood behind Cassandra.

"There was actually a whole group of assassins planning to line up behind me, but I stopped them," Cassandra said. "The only good news is that, as their leader, my word actually counts."

"So you really did become their leader..." Kara asked in confusion, "Didn't you say you didn't want to inherit the position from Ra's al Ghul?"

"Tch, that woman actually tricked me." Cassandra walked into the Church in a foul mood.

"You're back." Roland was drawing in the main hall. His artwork was extremely crude, like an elementary school student's doodles.

"Happy New Year. What are you up to now?" Cassandra picked up a drawing. It showed a blue man with a yellow belt wrapped around him, its meaning unclear.

"Your red envelope." Roland handed Cassandra a red envelope. "I'm working on a big plan. If it works...