Raven’s reached her limit… or at least she thought she had. After yet another overeager feast courtesy of Starfire, she’s sprawled out, bloated beyond reason—yet somehow still craving more. Her belly presses against her suit, her breath is heavy, and her patience? Gone.

“Jesus, Star… when is she going to realize humans don’t have multiple stomachs like her?”

She’s stuffed, aching, and frustrated—because despite everything, she’s still hungry. Maybe it’s magic, maybe it’s denial, but either way… Raven’s about to learn there’s no such thing as a “final bite” in Titan Tower.