The roar of the motorcycle engine pierced through the night as the mysterious figure clad in leather rode into the alley where the muggers had cornered their victim. With a swift maneuver, he skidded to a halt, the gravel crunching beneath the tires. The thieves froze, their eyes widening as they watched the silhouette dismount and approach them.

"Is everything alright?" His voice was calm yet commanding, sending a shiver down their spines. The would-be assailants glanced at each other nervously before scattering into the darkness, leaving the victim alone with their savior.

"You... are you alright?"