Brrmm! Brrmm! Brrmm!
A large contraption; containing the bearings of 3 humongous wheels was crashing through vaulted tombs and graves while madly oscillating several types of blades at its anterior. The razor-sharp blades were ripping through the earth; slaughtering a hoard of Rank-C Field Monsters who were trying to flee with their lives. This bloody massacre was taking place at the centre-half of the course, also, several other Tomb Riders were close by reaping Ghoul Souls.
“Hahaha! You weaklings! Hand over all of your Ghoul Souls and suffer before my mighty Bull Razor!” A loud-mouth female donned in the vestments belonging to a dissident was overly enjoying herself with an insatiable thirst for blood in her thrilling eyes. Her stage name was really popular among the masses, anyone who knew of her reputation dared not approach her killing radius. She was called the tormenter of souls, White Demon!
White Demon viciously kicked down on a lever inside of her Bull Razor Motor, by doing this, she increased the rotating velocity of her slaughtering blades. One after the other, a large sum of Blue Ghoul Souls started flowing into the Gemstone of her Motor.
“Damn! That’s White Demon for yah. Always going wild as a beast, I wouldn’t want to piss off someone such as her.” A skateboarder who was watching the rampaging White Demon from a safe distance got intimidated by her unruly pressure.
“I’m not getting in her way for first place. Second or even third place is fine with me.” Thinking this, the skateboarder felt a blazing heat intensifying at his rear. When he turned around a splendid source of blue flames reflected off of his pupil. “Huh? This Soul Insignia… you’re that Mysterious Tomb Rider!!”
The skateboarder quickly evaded becoming road kill for the blazing Ghoul Rider by flipping his Motor over a deceased corpse which was at the edge of a high-rising cliff. The downfall allowed him to escape the blazing tires of the Chained Ghoul Riders.
“Damn, that was close. I almost got hit by her Soul Insignia… huh?” After landing below, the skateboarder glanced down at his Motor, this was when he saw a mini Ghoul Rider burning away the Gemstone of his Motor. “Shit! Not my Gemstone! If this breaks then I’ll be dis…”
The skateboarder’s Gemstone shattered, in addition, his Motor went up in flames. He fell on a broken headstone, and immediately afterwards he got teleported into the Drop-out chamber. “Dammit! I evaded her surprised attack yet I still got caught up in her web!”
“Welcome to the club rookie. We’ve also lost a fortune because of that bitch.” The driver of the Press Roller along with some other contestants who were disqualified due to the Mysterious Tomb Rider’s interference gathered around the eliminated skateboarder. “We’ve come up with a plan to take care of her for good. Do you want in or not?”
The Mysterious Mistress stopped her motorbike near the area where the eliminated skateboarder’s Silver Ghoul Soul was hovering. “Another regular-sized Silver Ghoul Soul? That skateboarder’s stats must have been really low. Whatever, this will do for now.” She rolled her bike closer towards the Silver Ghoul Soul so that her Motor could absorb it. But, it wasn’t going to be so easy to acquire this time around.
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“Hands off my Ghoul Soul, tramp!”
“Huh?” Before the Mysterious Mistress could get the opportunity of absorbing the Silver Ghoul Soul of the skateboarder, a motor which tripled her own in size unexpectedly burst up from underground and gobbled up the Silver Ghoul Souls.
“What the…?” Fear latched onto the Mysterious Mistress’s heart as she laid her eyes on the Bull Razor in front of her which was drenched in Ghoul’s blood.
White Demon stood up in her Motor while glaring down at the startled Mysterious Mistress, she grimaced then said: “You think that I didn’t notice you, tramp? Your days of going around and taking advantage of other Tomb Riders’ efforts are finished. Sister to sister, I’m going to give you a grown-up spanking!” Saying this, White Demon hopped back into her driver’s seat then pulled back a lever which made her Bull Razor start spinning again.
The Mysterious Mistress was sweating underneath her helmet. A salty droplet fell on the smooth surface of her lips; causing her to remember a certain memory. “I saw a clip of this Tomb Rider on Ghoul-Tube before. Apparently, her Bull Razor Motor is the strongest out of all of the lower sub-class riders. She would decimate her targets by ripping them to pieces with those terrifying blades of hers. With my current experiences, I can’t fight her head-on. I better create some distance between us then use my Ghoul Riders to burn away at her Motor.” The Mysterious Mistress spun her bike around, making her back tire faced the deadly blades of the Bull Razor. In addition, she began riding her motorbike down an inclined area away from the imposing White Demon.
“Where the hell do you think you're off to, you floozy? I won’t let you escape my wrath!” White Demon took off behind the Mysterious Mistress; chasing her down the narrow inclined plane.
“Don’t think for a second that you are the star of the show here! Without my consent, you are not permitted to cross the finish line. My bloody siblings, go tear her to shreds!” Responding to the command of their master, the several different shaped blades which were rotating anterior to the Bull Razor, absorbed the blood of the Field Monsters that they’d cut apart then began acquiring a life-like persona. The multiple blades separated from their parallel shaft; forming a skewer of bloodthirsty circular saw blades. They lashed down towards the Mysterious Tomb Rider who was shifting from side to side on her Motor.
“Huh?” Sensing the sudden changes in the air pressure, the Mysterious Mistress glanced behind her and immediately comprehended a dire threat, “No way! Her range of attack has extended? Selain, go a lot faster.” As she whispered to her Motor, the Mysterious Mistress’s motorbike started depicting a frightening speed that could rival that of a shooting star.
White Demon noticed the increasing distance being generated between her and the Mysterious Tomb Rider and was utterly dissatisfied. She quickly brought up a window that depicted the myriad of Soul Insignias that she had gathered after the start of the race. Most of them were already used up so she quickly searched for one that she hadn’t utilized as yet. She tapped on a yellow-coloured Soul Insignia.
“Activate! Speed of the Godly Realm!” After saying this, a bright light was shown from the Gemstone of her Motor, moreover, shocking series of lightning appeared out of thin air and began adhering to her Bull Razor. Soon after, White Demon noticed a drastic change. Her Motor started shooting through the air as it was being powered by a rocket launcher!