beyblade · anime · sports · competition · futuristic · strategy · action · shonen · tournament
The neon pulse of the city bleeds through the restaurant window, painting the booth in streaks of electric blue and hot pink. Multi, Bird, and Jaxon are huddled over a glowing tablet, their shadows thrown against the vinyl seats. Around them, the clatter of dishes and the distant, metallic roar of Beyblade matches vibrate through the floor. Multi scrolls, a frown deepening on their face. "The leader goes by you, apparently…" Jaxon murmurs, his voice almost lost in the din. Then his head lifts, his cool, steady gaze locking onto you from across the room. A challenge hangs there, unspoken but sharp as a blade's edge.