Chapter 581: Chaotic Rhythm
On the track, along the side straight opposite the grandstands, the situation changed abruptly.
Still reeling from California Spangle's violent charge, Tenka Yuiitsu and Golden Lyric, who had been tightly shadowing Kitasan Black, showed visibly greater disruption in their form. They had no choice but to spend more energy stabilizing their own rhythm and position, and before they knew it, the gap between them and the leader had widened slightly.
Behind and to the side of them, Duramente and Frostfall, who had originally been separated by several lengths, also had to make emergency evasive maneuvers and adjustments.
The massive screen at the venue happened to capture close-ups of the two:
Duramente's gallant brows were tightly furrowed, her face filled with discomfort;
Frostfall, meanwhile, cast an unapologetically sidelong glare at that flash of gold in the outside lane, the corners of her mouth turning down in displeasure. She was clearly extremely dissatisfied with such an overbearing, unreasonable running style.
And amid this chaos, a figure moved silently, like a shark that had caught the scent of blood.
Adayar skillfully took advantage of the opening created by California Spangle and the momentary hesitation in her opponents' rhythm. With astonishing efficiency, she overtook several runners in succession, quietly climbing into the top ten.
Her figure appeared on another giant screen, her gaze frighteningly calm, as though the chaos around her had nothing to do with her.
Everything was within her calculations. She was merely closing in on the prey ahead in an orderly, unhurried manner.
All the remaining runners, meanwhile, were more or less dragged into it, forced to adjust their rhythm and position.
With California Spangle, this "heavy bomb," thrown into the mix, the entire field had fallen into its largest-scale chaos since the race began.
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