Over the dim yellow desert, the motorcycle roared. Gale-force winds formed a shield-like barrier, spreading apart the sand and dust kicked up around it as though an enraged dragon were carving its way through the boundless sea of sand.
Amid the haze, several tail spikes gleaming with a black metallic sheen burst from the ground, swiftly stabbing toward the speeding Harley cruiser.
Xiao Ai, seated in the back, narrowed her eyes. Her left hand pressed against the Harley beneath her, sharply slowing the motorcycle, while she raised her right hand and gathered dark red lightning before striking forward.
Lightning danced. Several descending tail spikes were charred black and trembled uncontrollably in midair before plunging toward the ground along trajectories far off their target.