What's that on your hands? Mustard? sneered Fleetway Sonic, his red eyes gleaming with malice as he taunted his nemesis. Sonic glared back at him, his fists clenched in anger. He knew that this encounter with Fleetway Sonic would only end in chaos and destruction. As the two hedgehogs faced off, a sense of foreboding washed over Sonic. He could feel the malevolent energy radiating off of Fleetway Sonic, a stark contrast to his own vibrant blue aura. The evil doppelgänger chuckled darkly, a...