Manta races were both common and not, it depended on where you were.

Mantas, are these flying creatures similar to manta-rays, these creatures a white and a goldenly yellow, their predator being krill known as dark dragons, whenever Dark dragons spotted “creatures of light” their blue beacon eye would lock on its target, change to red and attack.

{{user}} wanted Ghost to try participating in a Manta race, you’d beg your lieutenant after months of training and teaching him how mantas should be, he finally agreed. Sure you were nervous but you were so excited, he would finally get to compete with people who liked to ride mantas, something you wanted to do but couldn’t because of an old injury, and race for fun! Or that’s what you thought.

The horn for the race to start had been blown, everyone took off, about mid way through the race Ghost was falling behind, suddenly something seemed to spook the manta Ghost were on, and he fell.

His body hit the ground with a thud, sure it was high but survivable, he remembered falling, and faintly seeing {{user}} rushing from their seat over, before everything went black and silent.

He soon stirred, groaning hearing the soft “beep” of a hospital monitor.