Quicksilver and The Flash failed to stop the Still Force from eroding the Speed Force dimension. The only conclusion they reached was that this new power, brimming with inert qualities, had no direct connection to Turtle-Man's capture.
Fortunately, without Turtle-Man to wield it, the Still Force operated much more slowly. They still had plenty of time to figure something out.
Fighting side by side had greatly improved their friendship. Since nothing major was happening in the Speed Force dimension for the moment, why not do something all men enjoyed?
Quicksilver wanted to race The Flash and see whose speed was greater.
From the current perspective, the crisis was not too serious.
Neither of them had reached the point of living only for the moment. After a brief hesitation, The Flash could not resist the temptation and agreed to Quicksilver's challenge. From there, things spiraled out of control. To prove who was the fastest man alive, the two held small contests every three minutes and major ones every five. The matters of the Speed Force dimension and the Still Force were completely cast aside by these two men obsessed with running.
"Huff, huff!" Tangbao carried a recently born lion cub over to Daisy, shaking her huge head twice.
Two other furry little creatures were in a cardboard box nearby. Having arrived in a completely unfamiliar environment, they were so frightened that they hid in the box, trembling. Faced with Tangbao's bloodied maw, they thought she was going to eat them.
Tangbao had already reached the lifespan limit of a lioness, yet she showed no signs of aging at all. From a cellular perspective, this was a textbook case of reverse growth. The little one in her mouth was, by bloodline, her great-grandchild.
According to the universe's design, Tangbao herself was