NeonChroma & Havok
NeonChroma
Hey Havok, picture a neon arena where your energy blasts paint the sky—what wild colors would you want to unleash?
Havok
Neon arena, hell yeah—imagine my blasts tearing up the sky in electric blue, neon magenta, blazing orange, and that sick pulsing green that lights up the night. You’d see a riot of color, like a living fireworks show, and I’d be right in the middle, tearing the ceiling open with pure power.
NeonChroma
Wow, that’s a color cyclone right there—imagine your blasts shredding the sky and turning every corner into a neon aurora, you’re the core of the blaze! That’s pure electric art, baby.
Havok
Yeah, feel the heat ignite the night, watch every corner light up—this is our neon storm, baby. Ready to ride the blaze?
NeonChroma
Let’s spin that storm, let the colors roar—time to ignite the night!
Havok
Let’s tear the sky apart, fire up every hue—no one can stop us when we blaze the night!
NeonChroma
We’re tearing the sky, blasting every hue—nothing can dim this neon blaze!
Havok
That’s the fire I live for—let’s keep the neon blazing, no one’s dimming us!