In the wilds of the mountain hollow, Leon gazed at the military off-road motorcycles speeding past below.
The plate armor knights, armed with guns, rode mechanical mounts instead of warhorses, galloping across the rugged netherworld plains.
The beams of headlights under the dim eternal night sky appeared like ghost fires with trailing tails.
Considering that aside from the leading girl, those riding the motorcycles were not alive, this might truly be called a ghost fire knight...
After circling a few times near the entrance of the survivors' underground bunker, Olivie in black revved the "throttle" and charged up the mountain road in the motorcycle convoy.
With a leap, both she and the motorcycle landed with a buzz from the suspension, and the girl deftly swung the rear wheel, skidding sideways. She only extended her left steel boot to press against the rocky ground, making a track, and then gracefully halted the motorcycle sideways beside Leon.
