A Peacekeeper drone locked on, its red targeting laser painting Aryan’s dashboard. He didn't panic. He waited for the bridge—the moment where the ancient chant met the modern grime. Boom.
Aryan exhaled, the vibration of the speakers still tingling in his fingertips. The city below was a graveyard of lights, but up here, riding the final reverb of the track, he was the only thing that felt real. A Peacekeeper drone locked on, its red targeting
The beat dropped—a heavy, distorted kick that felt like a pulse in the throat. A Peacekeeper drone locked on