"Kind? You're kidding, right? Not even a ghost would believe you!" The old man completely ignored Alexander's words, keeping a close watch on him with a defensive posture.
"What's there to fear? This old guy has been on the mountain top for a long time now, with nobody controlling him. The ghost energy he's stored up should be almost depleted after all this time. I don't believe he can retaliate! Smash into him until he's done for!"
After the previous collision, Richard, who had merged with the golden motorcycle, seemed to have awakened a certain special property. Now he seemed eager to test his power on everything he saw.
"Richard!" The old man's eyes widened in rage as he glared at the golden motorcycle. "I always knew you were trouble, and I still looked after you! When you lost your motorcycle, I even helped modify this golden one for you!"
