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Jill tried her best to listen, though it was a bit easy to get distracted with all the crazy necromancy going on… yeah, they’d probably need to talk about that later…

Then Brooke showed up with style. Jill's pupils dilated a little as her friend threw Oni over her shoulder like they were nothing… It was like Rider Kuwagata’s reversals, except it was right there in front of her!

Then she realized that Jill was talking to a skeleton.

“Yeah he's a skeleton,” Jill answered awkwardly. “We can focus on that later...” Pit Stop beeped in agreement as she turned her attention back to said skeleton. She frowned reflexively when he touched her bike, though there wasn’t any time to judge.

“So we've gotta rally everyone up and push on through?” Jill repeated. “Sounds easy enough.” Pit Stop quietly booped some sort of message, to which Jill nodded as she leaned slightly towards the necromancer.

“So you can concentrate on your spell while I’m driving?” Jill asked. “I’ll try not to do anything especially crazy, but Nine Breaker ain’t your average bike. Pit Stop’ll try to keep you steady, but that’s about all we can do about it, so I hope whatever’s holding you together’s good at its job.” She nodded at the drone, which produced long, wiry appendages from its sides that wrapped around the bike and Aldous in a way that kept him tied down on the seat. She looked over her shoulder at Brooke.

“Hey, if you could-” The Justice Rider started to say, before Margot reappeared, once again bringing attention to the skeleton. In French.

“Yeah yeah,” Jill said impatiently. “He’s a skeleton. Listen, I’ve gotta babysit him for a bit while he makes his creepy skeleton magic to get us all out of here, I could use some help keeping the heat off me if the two of you can keep up.” The Justice Rider trained her gaze back ahead of her. With a passenger in the back, she resisted the urge to pop a wheelie as she turned the bike towards that weak point in the Oni’s forces. Time to get everyone’s attention. 

“OI!” Jill shouted, honking her horn to create a brief but momentary cacophony that cut through the chaos. “WE’RE GONNA PUSH THROUGH AND GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE! ALL NOMADS, FALL IN!” She revved the engine with relish.

“Okay,” Jill took a deep breath. [i][b]”LET’S RIDE!”[/b][/i] The bike shot off with a bang, The Justice Rider’s scarf trailing behind her as she weaved out of the way of the larger pieces of rubble dotting her way with very slight, efficient turns to keep her momentum going. She didn’t focus on the wet terrain, didn’t let it bother her. She had to focus on going forwards.

She had to focus on the Oni in front of her.

Jill kept driving straight towards him. With a passenger, she wasn’t quite in the position to play chicken, but he didn’t know that. She watched him intently, looking for a sign as the bike drew closer. He tensed up, and Jill smirked.

“TRAILBLAZE!” The Rider cried, activating the EX system to produce a tall, electrified wall of ki that extended from the end of her scarf down to the ground behind the bike, swerving to the left as the oni kicked the trail and got himself shocked for his troubles. The trail cut off as she turned back on course and tore the right handlebar off her bike, producing a long whiplike cord with a small metal star on its end. She swung the whip and wrapped it securely around the oni’s leg. The bike might need a bit more kick for this…

Jill flipped a switch on the remaining handle, mixing in her ki with Nine Breaker’s engine. The bike roared louder than any beast could hope to as it exploded onwards with enough force to swipe the oni clean off its feet and drag it along with her, slamming and scraping it against the ground as she moved forwards. The roaring engine eventually quieted somewhat as it burned through the last of the ki cell. She flipped a switch on the whip handle, adding slack to the cord until it unwrapped itself from the oni and receded into the handle, which she promptly snapped back into place on the bike.

“How ya holdin’ up?” She asked her passenger as she got back on course. She couldn’t exactly turn her head away from her path, so it was a little hard to tell if he was even still back there.