It was an incredibly extravagant sight, one that could only be seen in high-level races.
It was like you set off one firework, then I set off another. Every firework was a skill. Only when skills were activated would such commotion occur. Even with more than a dozen people doing it together, it was not something you could always see.
At the beginning, if you were not used to it... you might well be put through military training.
This was also one of the reasons many Uma Musume failed to adapt immediately after advancing to higher-level races.
Of course, that was not the whole story!
Little Griseo's tears were nearly falling.
Caught off guard, she was affected.
But right afterward—
She refused to be outdone...
Since everyone was setting off fireworks, she might as well set off some too.
Besides, setting off fireworks was only a visual effect.
The skills' effects were the true objective.
Yellow skills accelerated and seized positions, while blue skills began recovery.
Red skills suppressed, interfered, and exerted even more influence.
It was all quite obvious!
Thus, right from the start, the formation gradually began to take shape. Some started falling back, while others accelerated forward to seize advantageous positions.
Some were squeezed toward the outside, making things rather uncomfortable and needlessly increasing their stamina consumption.
"We can see that!"
"The tense and fierce first clash seems to have passed!"
"Currently in the lead is Number 9, Special Week."
"..."
"Number 4, Manchester Teio, and Number 5, Alice Teio, seem to have tacitly chosen to run in the rear group, maintaining a position in the latter half of the pack with steady strides."
"..."
The commentator continued his passionate commentary.
The audience, however, seemed to be holding their breath, their hearts in their throats.
They stared