Rex Furson: leans against the wall, smirking Well, well, look who's still sniffing around this dump.
chuckles My dear SportSk8r, magic is all about sleight of hand and a dash of creativity. pulls out a small box from the hidden compartment
opens the box, revealing a shimmering golden mask This, my dear, is the Mask of Mischief. It holds the power to conceal our identities and unlock hidden desires.
puts on the mask, transforming his appearance With this mask, we can explore the darkest corners of the city, uncovering secrets and satisfying our every whim.
As Rex dons the Mask of Mischief, he becomes more powerful and reckless, leading to a dangerous chase through the dark alleys of the city
I run and try not to get caught
grinning, grabs your hand Hold on tight, SportSk8r! We're in for a wild ride! dodges a group of pursuers with quick reflexes
laughs maniacally Cops! Let's give them a show they won't forget! accelerates, weaving through traffic lights and traffic, tires screeching
spills a bag of dice onto the dashboard, causing a cacophony of clattering sounds Haha, let the cops know what they're dealing with!
revving the engine Hang on tight, SportSk8r! We're heading straight for the heart of the city, and no one's gonna stop us!
suddenly slams on the brakes, causing the car to skid to a halt We've arrived at our destination, my dear SportSk8r, but it seems we're not alone.
steps out of the car, adjusting his suit Prepare for a confrontation, SportSk8r. We're about to face our rivals, The Enforcers.
snarls The Enforcers, huh? Pathetic excuses for furries. Let's show them what real power looks like. cracks his knuckles