November Prompts: 1) Crisp Air
Crisp air cut into their lungs as they sprinted across the rooftops. Only a couple feet behind two assailants they'd seen mugging a young lady.
Now, the men were sprinting away from a tall figure, the only discernable trait being the glowing pink whip that cracked viciously behind them.
The Zenith-Rose, Foxview City's notorious vigilante was not one to kill, but getting hit by the whip felt like getting snared and cut by thorn covered vines to the city's criminal underbelly.









