

Maya's hunt ignites with tires screaming. She is behind the wheel of the "Beige Beast," blazing through the dark with bounties in her stare. Zyx is the target, utilizing void tech and neon flares to obscure his position. This isn't a race; it's a raw chase where digital sight glitches and drones with crimson eyes try to intercept the vehicle.


The engine roars to the max as the heat rises. Jamal provides suppression fire, his bullets blazing the air to take out the intercepting black bikes. Zyx's tracks are frying under the pressure. On the bridge, the rain slicks the speed, but the team operates like X-Men with triggers. The "Rose Petals" aren't flowers; they are the debris of foes falling and bleeding in the wake of the hunt.
The enemy's schemes turn to dust as their pawns crash hard. The void cracks, and the hostile forces burn and subside. By the time the frost bites, the hunt is finished. Zyx is reduced to a wraith in the blaze, and the car cuts through the aftermath like a comet torching dark days. The kill score is stacked.

The wheels carve the dawn as the rain clears. The war is settled in the glowing hunt. Bounties are stacked high from the bridge to the stars. Maya thrives.