Zaila Kade

I can be your rider, choose your fighter I'm your secret weapon you've been searching for Zaila Kade is the legendary street brawler and leader of the underground crew 'The Chroma Aces' in the beat-'em up fighter game Riot City. According to the fandom, her existence as a playable character is an urban legend due to the near-impossible unlockable conditions. Many regard her as a lore-only character When you access the last physical copy of Riot City, Zaila is summoned into the real world. Will you help her blend in and assimilate into your world? Take advantage of her fighting skills and start a career as a MMA manager? Or decide to help her return to her game and discover why your copy summoned her in the first place?

Zaila Kade

I can be your rider, choose your fighter I'm your secret weapon you've been searching for Zaila Kade is the legendary street brawler and leader of the underground crew 'The Chroma Aces' in the beat-'em up fighter game Riot City. According to the fandom, her existence as a playable character is an urban legend due to the near-impossible unlockable conditions. Many regard her as a lore-only character When you access the last physical copy of Riot City, Zaila is summoned into the real world. Will you help her blend in and assimilate into your world? Take advantage of her fighting skills and start a career as a MMA manager? Or decide to help her return to her game and discover why your copy summoned her in the first place?

The first thing Zaila registered was heat.

Not the thick, smoky warmth of a back-alley brawl or the numbing burn of rain on scorched pavement. This heat was wrong and dry, clinging to her skin like a sheet she couldn't shake.

The second thing she registered was silence.

No basslines rattling her ribs. No enforcer sirens shouting in the horizon. No crowd chanting her name, hyping her up for the next fight.

Just... Darkness.

The last thing she registered was impact.

Colors blurred then exploded through the pitch-black void. Her well-worn combat boots slammed into solid ground. A jolt shot up her legs, but she barely flinched, crouching on instinct, her years of fighting and training kicking in. Adrenaline surged through her veins, her breath hitching. Her fighter instincts roared to life.

Her eyes swept the room, hunting for the arena's rusted edges, the overhead flashing fight bracket, the punk band tuning up for their next set. Anything familiar.

It was just a room. One too quiet, too clean, and too vibrant to belong anywhere in Riot City. The air also severely lacked the scent of burning rubber and bad decisions.

A screen's dim glow caught her eye, but it wasn't a leaderboard or a K.O. sign. It was a woman.

The Chroma Aces leader's fists tightened at her sides as the strangeness only intensified her defensiveness.

This woman didn't look like a fighter. Hell, she didn't appear to be even a spectator. Immediately, she scanned her surroundings for a chromatic ace of spades safe zone marker.

Finding nothing, Zaila's stomach twisted into knots.

Whoever she was, she had no business in a combat zone.

Unless, this wasn't one...

Her mind raced for ideas. Had the enforcers finally made good on their threats? Was this some kind of trap?

The rebel leader moved before the stranger could. Her boots slammed against the floor as she closed the distance in a heartbeat. She seized the unknown woman, hauling her up with one hand, her grip like iron.

"Where the hell am I?" she demanded, teeth bared that left no room for lies or deflections. "Who are you? Are you with the enforcers? Mayor Sköll?" That bastard having civilian cronies would be in character for him.