Kitasan Black's surge was like a bolt of black lightning, tearing through the already intense race in an instant.
Almost at the same moment, the Horse Girls at the front of the pack all changed expressions.
There was solemnity in their eyes, shock, disbelief, and, more than anything, panic under the impact of absolute power.
Golden Lyric reacted the fastest. She had long evaluated the pros and cons of being ahead of Kitasan Black and determined that the greatest drawback was the drastic drain on stamina.
The moment she sensed the sudden acceleration at her side, she cut inward several steps with perfect precision, allowing Kitasan Black to rush ahead of her without any obstruction.
At the same time, Wanlai Zhengming's pupils contracted.
She had originally been immersed in the exhilarating fantasy of "performing" alongside Kitasan Black, and she had anticipated that Kitasan Black might suddenly explode into action.
She liked Kitasan Black, this junior, very much. After Kitasan Black won the Kikuka Sho, she had specifically sought out all of her race footage.
When she noticed that the other girl often came to watch her training during the preparation period, she returned the gesture by watching several of the junior's training sessions herself.
Other than victory in this year-end spectacle, what she wanted was to perform a beautiful piece together with such a powerful opponent.
But Kitasan Black's explosive strength still made her heartstrings tremble.
That burst of momentum was like a heavy hammer slamming ruthlessly into the composition she had so carefully constructed, making her body shudder faintly beyond her control.
What she had not expected even more was that Golden Lyric would give up the Lead Position so easily.
She could run at the front, but even compared with her own other racing styles, her ability to