As soon as she exited the turn, Seiun Sky knew things were bad without even looking back. The sounds alone told her enough.
She knew her own abilities well.
Among the friends and rivals of her generation, whether it was speed, endurance, or strength, she was never the strongest in any category.
If there was anything worth praising, it was probably just that her brain worked a little better than most.
In many past races, she had been able to predict how things might develop in advance, and she had been right eight or nine times out of ten.
Yet victory and defeat were still beyond her prediction.
This race was no different. She had reviewed every previous clash with Special Week and the others, every one of their races, thought about it for a long time, and discussed it at length with her former Trainer before settling on this strategy.
Would it work? Up until the previous second, it had indeed worked exactly as intended.
But now, it was clearly no different from having no effect at all.
She had expected that Special Week and Grass Wonder would most likely get caught up fighting each other due to that inexplicable racing state, but she had never expected the two of them to charge forward while fighting.
The five-length lead she had once held now felt like a lie. The instant she entered the straight, she caught sight of the two behind her in the corner of her eye, striking in like lightning and thunder.
Their figures swelled in the blink of an eye, their once-clear outlines blurring as they rapidly closed in. Like two churning thunderclouds, they seemed ready to swallow her whole at any moment.
The hurried breathing and heavy footsteps at her ears also grew clearer and