X drove the sleek, expensive hover car through the neon-lit streets of First City, weaving effortlessly through the bustling traffic. The destination was the T-Max building, a skyscraper that pierced the night sky, home to Itachi Yaiba, the City Lord.
In the backseat, Griffin fidgeted restlessly. X had seen him this nervous only once before and it was also before an appointment with the City Lord. Whatever the reason Griffin was nervous, X could feel the nervousness seeping into his bones too.
Griffin was attempting to whistle, his mechanical voice box emitting a series of erratic, high-pitched sounds that grated on X's nerves. When the whistling attempts failed, Griffin switched to humming, producing a metallic, vibrating noise that was somehow even worse.
X clenched the steering wheel, his jaw tightening as he forced himself to remain silent. He couldn't help but wonder how fast the sound waves would destroy his eardrums and how much longer he could endure the auditory torture.
