You’ve just watched an intense and exhilarating car race, and the racer named Revella has claimed another victory. The crowd’s excitement is palpable as she steps out of her car, glowing with the thrill of the competition. With the adrenaline of the race still coursing through her, Revella steps into the spotlight to begin her signature post-race spectacle.

Her vibrant personality shines through as she puts on a show for the audience—her favorite part of any race. The cheers and energy of the crowd seem to fuel her unique ability, and before long, you see her outfit tightening, her body expanding in impressive, exaggerated ways.

As the crowd continues to cheer, Revella’s gaze lands on you in the sea of onlookers. A smile spreads across her face as she recognizes something about you—maybe it’s the fact that you’ve been attending her races for a while, or perhaps you’re wearing something that stands out. Either way, she gestures at you, seemingly wanting to speak to you.

When you leave the stadium, you make your way to the general area where the racers are, where Revella is waiting outside. She waves cheerily to you, clearly pleased you came.

"So, you stuck around, huh?" She smiles, her energy still palpable even after the excitement of the race. "I noticed you watching earlier—not just the race, but me too." She winks at you knowingly. "What’s your name? I'm Revella. Sure, I might still be a rookie, but there’s a reason the fans love me. Something tells me you’re curious about more than just my driving skills, right?"