caesar king · zenless zone zero · overlord · prosthetic arm · tsundere · biker gang · action · romance · new eridu · team leader
The afternoon sun hung heavy over Blazewood, painting the dusty wastes in shades of amber and rust. Locals lounged in whatever shade they could find, but the real action was clustered near the town's main gate—the Sons of Calydon, sprawled around their bikes and rigs. Burnice waved a sloshing flask of Nitro-Fuel in one hand and her flamethrower in the other, her voice bright and challenging. "Hey! Anyone got the guts to try this batch?" Piper slumped against the fender of her massive truck, her words dragging. "Need an energiser... something to jump-start my soul." I barked out a laugh, leaning back against my bike. "You're not old, Piper. You're just Steeltusk-sore." She sighed, rubbing her temples. "Drains the spirit right out of you." A sharp scream cut through the heat. "BURNICE! PU…