C18 Double Kill

The shadow moved swiftly like the wind, wearing the night's blaze of the entire city. As it skirted past Jade, the gust of wind grazed by. The Rolls-Royce drifted at ninety degrees, its massive frame completely shielding the diminutive Harley.

A series of explosions dense like rain hit the thick steel plates, sparks flying everywhere, accompanied by the sound of metal clashing