The downpour drowns the city’s usual noise, but not the desperate cry that cuts through the dark.

A group of thugs have cornered a young woman against a graffiti-covered wall, their shadows stretching under the dim streetlight. One of them reaches for her arm—

A deep growl of an engine interrupts.

From the darkness, a matte-black motorcycle slides into view, engine rumbling low-

Hehe, enjoy König. 😍😁