Squeak, creak—
The warehouse door opened, and the icy sunlight spilled down, casting a faint glow on the pitch-black exoskeleton armor. He, who was normally tall and robust, now seemed somewhat tall and slender due to the weak armor.
Gretto's full armored helmet closed, and the red lenses, like the compound eyes of a locust, clearly located the solitary motorcycle.
Clack, clack.
He walked slowly to the bike, straddled it, and twisted the handle.
Buzz—!
The engine ignited, exhaust fumes sprayed out, and the dark red headlight lit up. Gretto's lenses immediately glowed red, he pressed the throttle, and the motorcycle instantly burst forth with powerful force, starting from a standstill and shooting forward.
Crack!
The glass of the garage shattered instantly; to save time, Gretto throttled up to full in an instant, his speed maxed out. The front of the bike lifted high, as he leaped from the desolate factory ground, rushing onto Sky Ring's abandoned highway.
