One night, not really caring what was going on with the rest of the world, Sanjiyan set out in her freshly-painted bike. Not a single worry, just the feel of how her bike felt while catching air bounding over hills - on the way to her target. Most others can’t even understand the feeling of weightlessness that a bike can give you, and the adrenaline already flowing through your veins knowing your target will be demolished - be it "Benno”, "Mozak" or "Nostos", whichever one was unlucky enough to have their name given to you is as good as dead.

Pulling up to the base she heard the hum of chopper blades and knew that the target was near, and yet he has no idea that she is even there. Time to make a move. The power plant kicks into overdrive and bam! He sees and feels that one, and what a mess. His puny little army of men try to come help him, but she just laughs. They won’t even make it in time to save him, though they might provide some interesting fun after killing the target.