Truth in Nick's word. When Zarathos is let out, he really doesn't care a lot for Etoile. Protecting the innocent is the job of plenty of heroes. The Ghost Rider is not a hero. There's just enough Nick at the surface that he looks her way - almost more disturbing than if he didn't.
Seeing she's mostly alright, the Rider gestures into the flames, and one of the bikes answers. Melting plastic and chrome gives way to the perfect lines of the Rider's bike, and comes to life, even without a driver, calling to its master with a demonic howl - and then coming towards him from the chaos of the explosion.
Someone set this. Someone killed all within. And now, the Rider hunts.
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