Richard's fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked, his body trembling with the sheer force of the rage surging through him. His eyes narrowed, darkening with a fierce, predatory intensity as he sized up Sea Wolf. Every muscle in his body coiled like a spring ready to explode, his breathing controlled but deep, as if he were holding back a storm.“You won’t escape my fists this time, Sea Wolf,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous, each word laced with venom. The air between them seemed to hum with the promise of violence. “You’ll pay for killing my mentor.”Sea Wolf took another step back, his once fearless demeanor wavering as he saw the storm brewing in Richard’s eyes. For a split second, fear flickered in his expression, but he quickly masked it, sneering in defiance. Yet, the tremor in his fingers betrayed him.Richard’s mind flashed with memories—his mentor’s lifeless body, the blood, the betrayal—and it only fueled his fury. His fists, now like hammers, twitched,

The criminal blinked, confusion clouding his face. “What? You want to kill her too?”Richard’s gaze darkened. “No. I’m here to rescue her. I’m not leaving without her.”The criminal’s jaw dropped in disbelief, a nervous laugh bubbling up in his chest. “Rescue her? Are you insane? The only smart thing we can do is get the hell out of here before we all end up like these poor bastards.”More prisoners gathered, drawn by the exchange, murmuring amongst themselves. The mention of the president’s daughter seemed to send a ripple of uneasy curiosity through the crowd.Richard’s voice cut through the rising whispers like a blade. “I wasn’t captured by the aliens. I came here on my own terms.” His words carried a weight that silenced the crowd. “And I’m not leaving without the president’s daughter.”The criminal’s laugh turned hollow. “You’re out of your mind.” He stared at Richard for a long moment, only to find no trace of doubt in his eyes. The conviction was unnerving.“So, you’re saying

"My fellow soldiers and wise men, the day we have been waiting for has finally arrived," the alien proclaimed, his voice echoing through the stadium."For far too long, humans have dominated our kind. We have lived in obscurity, trapped by the Ghost Riders who prevented us from exploring foreign worlds."A murmur rippled through the crowd, a mix of anger and anticipation. The alien paused, letting the tension build before continuing."But now, our time to reign has come, and these humans are our puppets now!"The aliens erupted in cheers, their voices a mixture of excitement and aggression before falling silent once more."Here, before you, we have the last Ghost Rider on Earth. We will mate with her and end the Ghost Rider race forever!"The crowd drummed in approval, their enthusiasm echoing through the air like thunder, drowning out Richard's racing thoughts. As the elder spoke of the Ghost Rider’s impending fate, Richard's heart sank. This was not just a tournament; it was a sini

Ever since her capture, the president's daughter hadn’t spoken a word. Silence had been her shield, but today, she shattered it with a single, powerful declaration.The aliens, well-versed in hierarchy and the weight of authority, understood the significance of her words. They whispered among themselves, stunned by the unexpected defiance from someone of such stature.The elder, still wearing that thin, calculating smile, strolled over to the other elders. They huddled together, conversing in their foreign tongue, nodding and exchanging glances. After some time, the elder returned, his gaze locking onto the president’s daughter, as though acknowledging her boldness."Very well," he whispered, turning his back to her and addressing the prisoners once more.Richard, watching it all unfold, let out a soft sigh, touched by the president’s daughter’s unexpected courage. Tears gathered in his eyes, a rare crack in his hardened exterior. His entire life had been a series of betrayals—friend

Richard fired the gun repeatedly, each shot echoing through the stadium. The Elder stumbled backward, grunting in pain as the bullets found their mark."Is this what you call power?" Richard taunted, a fierce determination lighting up his eyes. The Elder, now on the ground, glared up at him, disbelief mingling with fury."You think mere bullets can stop me?" he snarled, his voice strained. Yet Richard could see the doubt creeping into the Elder’s expression."You may be strong, but even you can bleed," Richard shot back, stepping closer, emboldened by the sight of his foe faltering. He knew he had the advantage now, and he wasn’t about to waste it.With every ounce of strength, Richard steadied the gun, ready to press his advantage. "You wanted to hunt me down, but it looks like the tables have turned."The Elder gritted his teeth, trying to muster the strength to rise, but Richard’s relentless fire had taken its toll. "This is just the beginning," he spat defiantly. "You can't escap