The Gravity Wolf screamed through the desert, wheels kicking up a trail of dust. The dust streamed behind the speeding Zoid, tracing its trail through the dunes. The Wolf tore through the sands at breakneck speeds, weaving around obstacles with an ease that bespoke of years of practice. This was its element, just tearing through the wind and leaving all else in its wake.

Its pilot was not so assured of her position in the world, in fact she was quite sure the world was out to get her. Or at least every bastard and his gang. The leader of a local gang of ruffians had hit on her, then tried to rape her when she refused his attentions. In the heat of the moment, she'd been so scared... She'd shot him. Now his gang was after her.

The baying behind them got her attention, and the Gravity Wolf looked back. A duo of Hound Soldiers were in hot pursuit, their additional thrusters giving them just the added speed they needed to start gaining on her. The Wolf swerved to the right, a flurry of fire pounding into the dune she'd gotten behind.

The Hounds were tenacious, baying for blood and coming right over the dune. Fire was screaming in towards the Wolf, and all of the swerving and darting in the world couldn't save it from pounding it was receiving. The Zoid howled in pain as a round punched into its front wheel and knocked it out of line. The Wolf tried to recover but overcompensated and dug the wheel in, flipping it end over end.

Asya shouted in pain as she was jostled in the cockpit, her head smashing into the side. The Wolf's paws shot out to stop its tumble and it shook its head, growling at the pair of Zoids that stared at it. Asya whimpered and felt the gash in her forehead. But she didn't have time to bandage it, her hands going to the controls.

The Hounds charged, and Wolf moved to meet them.