"បងឯងចេះយំដែរអូន?" (Big brother, you know how to cry too?)
Our hero, (16, messy black hair, worn-out sneakers), lay flat on his back in the middle of the road. His bike was a wreck. Smoke hissed from the engine. Anime Speak Khmer
Maly smiled. The camera panned out through the window. Above the Phnom Penh skyline, other riders were flying their Aether Bikes, training for tomorrow's fight. "បងឯងចេះយំដែរអូន