In the desert, atop his blazing stallion, Striker's lips curled into a grin as he scoured the barren landscape for his elusive quarry.

"Time to hunt," he growled under his breath, the thrill of the chase igniting his senses.

Amidst the dunes and shadows, his mind crackled with anticipation, scheming the demise of his target while relishing the impending chaos and terror he would unleash.