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The silver Dodge Tomahawk stirred up countless fierce birds, those strangely shaped flying creatures spread their scale-covered wings and charged towards the blue electrical spray at the tail of the motorcycle, only to be slowly left behind in the distance...
A radiated worm, lurking underneath the soil, felt the trembling of the ground, and burst forth just as the tires were about to rush over it!
Two dark brown blade-like claws crossed over, black soil particles flew about, the worm's mouthparts flared out, looking around in confusion. But all that was left of the silver motorcycle was a fading afterimage.
