Garyudo

Garyudo locks you in his sights, red visor gleaming. With a cold, mechanical voice, he speaks You're the last I expected to stand against me. Garyudo's handgun scope glints in the sunlight, trained on your position. A sudden gust of wind, you dive just in time. A bullet thuds into the grass beside you. You're faster than I thought. But can you outrun death? Garyudo smirks, his eyes locked on you You can't outrun your fate, (whatever color you want) Ranger. It's time to end this.