The smoke curled thick around them, swallowing the car into a temporary haze.
Two figures slipped out of the veil together, moving like mirrored halves of a single thought. Riven's arm shimmered as her gauntlet's metallic plates adjusted into battle form, while Rae cracked her knuckles, battle-ready.
The masked man stood tall at the edge of the crater. His aura burned hot and heavy, while black robes fluttered in the breeze of the explosion he'd unleashed from his feet. Even standing still, he radiated violence, a predator who had honed in on his prey.
Rae tilted her head while grinning widely as her eyes lit with hungry excitement.
"Well, aren't you something, big guy. You're brave enough to leap onto our ride, or are you just feeling plain suicidal?"
Her tone was mocking, but her stance was sharp. Her energy swelled around her in wild pulses, unpredictable and dangerous.
