The hill district of Vermillion Heights was a mass of serpentine roads nestled in the woodlands of Cardinal Park, Twilight City's second-largest recreational square and wildlife reserve. Humans and nightbloods gathered here for The Mad Blitz, the final outrunner competition that will crown the victor as a duke of the streets, as the people this night would say.
"This is it!" Shane exclaimed with a bit of pep in his step as he walked. He slapped a hand on Zamson's shoulder, congratulating him for making it to the final faces as they neared Logan and his group of biker friends. "Nothing can hold you; we all the way up!"
"Sure you can keep up?"
"Keep up?" Logan comically scoffed. They clasped hands as if attempting to arm wrestle, a handshake declaring strength and trust. "After what happened to you," he peeped at the competition nearby, "sure you can keep up?"