Rudraansh is riding his bike at a dangerously high speed on his private racing track. The engine roars loudly, echoing in the air as he twists the throttle harder. His eyes are burning with fury, jaw clenched tightly, and his hands grip the handlebars with force

The wind hits his face sharply, but it doesn’t slow him down instead, he speeds up even more, letting the bike race wildly around the track. The guards standing nearby watch him with fear in their eyes. None of them dares to go close or try to stop him