Happy belated 22nd birthday, Sonic.
Sonic The Hedgehog continued dashing, going faster than the speed of sound as he left the industrial city, being in the fiery ruins of a city.
"Geeze, I'm getting vibes from Crisis City..." Sonic commented as he looked around, to see red and yellow fire spreading everywhere and red hot magma spewing out of the ground. "I better tread carefully around here!"
Suddenly, a fiery tornado emerged, carrying several different shaped cars as it hurled them at Sonic, with the crafty blue hedgehog dodging them with ease.
"You have to try better than that!" Sonic exclaimed as he laughed, pausing briefly and spanking his butt at the tornado. "Even Robootnik's early machines were more threatening!"
Somehow the fiery tornado took offense to that, as it began chasing Sonic, destroying the wrecked buildings that were in its way as Sonic zipped towards the northern direction.