"A-although Mr. Achill dominated the Chariot race and took first place, earning ten points, the competition isn't over yet! And thankfully, aside from bringing Mr. Natsu of Fairy Tail Team A across the finish line with him, Mr. Achill didn't destroy the 'Chariots' as everyone expected, so the race is still going!" Once the tremors subsided, Chapati gripped his microphone and gave a strained laugh. "O-of course, the top two places have already been decided: the Fairy Tail Strongest Team and Fairy Tail Team A! They earn ten and eight points respectively toward their overall scores! Hmm, that means the two Fairy Tail teams have once again seized the top two spots in the overall rankings!"
Another uproar naturally swept through the crowd, but this time, their surprise soon faded. After all, the Chariot race was still underway. Aside from the Fairy Tail Strongest Team, led by the True God of Death, whose hold on first place was secure, Fairy Tail Team A's position was far less stable. Once the other guild teams crossed the finish line and received their points, they could easily overtake Team A and knock them out of second place.
Of course, that did not rule out the possibility of them reclaiming it later.
And that was exactly how events unfolded. When the spectators finally managed to tear their eyes away from Achill and return their attention to the race below, the remaining places, starting with third, were soon decided.
Both the third-place finisher and the last-place contestant came as quite a surprise. The reason was simple: Sting, one of the Twin Dragons of Sabertooth—the guild widely favored to win—had actually withdrawn from the Chariot race! And his reason was the maddeningly absurd matter of motion sickness... Well, that seemed to be a trait shared by