- Inside the room,
Inside the room, the atmosphere was filled with laughter and light noise, while Hanish al-Ghul sat in the middle of the bed, surrounded by three women, who seemed to be part of his own world; A world without rules, without boundaries or laws. He looked at them one by one, his eyes a mixture of playfulness and control, then said in a confident voice, "Hanish: Rest assured... no one in this world takes more than their allotted share." He pointed to the first, smiling, and said, "Hanish: You're opium." Then to the second, he said, "Hanish: And you're hashish." Then to the third, he said, "And you're a syringe." He burst into laughter, a loud laugh, full of arrogance and satisfaction, and the women followed suit, as if they were accustomed to this strange world that blended
