AMCM Studios - Raven Storm - 32/75mm Pin Up/Figure/Model/Diorama

Comes with all three heads.

In the neon-lit streets of Neo-Terra, Raven Storm's name echoed through the underground as one of the most fear-less bikers around. Her custom-built motorcycle, Night-shade, was as fierce as its rider. The roar of the engine, not the hum of futuristic tech, was what struck fear into those who heard it - an unmistakable sound in a city that had forgotten the feel of asphalt beneath its feet.

Raven had grown up navigating the twisting back alleys and towering highways of the sprawling city. Life in the slums had taught her to fight, but the streets had taught her to ride. With jet-black hair tucked under a sleek helmet and her eyes always on the horizon, she was a force of nature, blowing past neon signs and flickering advertisements like a storm.

Tonight, her target was a convoy belonging to TitanCorp, one of the mega-corporations ruling over Neo-Terra with an iron fist. They were transporting a valuable shipment through the city, and Raven had no intention of letting it reach its destination. She wasn't just out for thrills - Raven was fighting back against a system that left people like her behind.

As she revved Nightshade's engine, the deep growl of her bike cut through the night air. The convoy wouldn't stand a chance against her speed and skill. She hit the road, weaving through the heavy traffic, her bike's tires hugging the curves of the streets. The wind whipped past her, and the city lights blurred as Raven raced toward the convoy - ready to strike like the storm she was named after.