"After entering the stretch, Epiphaneia quickly took the lead, and the gap was widening fast."
"This is the Epiphaneia we know!"
"Koichi Sasaki has started using his whip too."
Fast and precise!
The horses to their right were also accelerating.
But the power Epiphaneia unleashed at that moment was clearly far greater.
Ohhh-!
Yeahhhh-!
Cheers erupted around the racecourse.
Sure enough, there were no surprises in this race. Epiphaneia was as strong as ever, with no major fluctuations in form after returning.
Mighty Arm, Windmill Whip.
Once Koichi saw the gap open up, he committed fully to the charge.
For him, winning this race was enough. The upcoming Kikuka Sho would be more exhausting, after all.
There was no need to force Epiphaneia to widen the gap any further.
Snort-!
Epiphaneia's speed was climbing rapidly too.
The final sprint was exhausting, but running felt incredibly good.
Mane and tail streamed through the air.
The contours of those muscles stood out even more clearly.
"One length, two lengths! Epiphaneia's Final Kick is excellent."
"Satomi Noble is charging up the inside too. Can Yasuo Iwata catch Epiphaneia?!"
"On the outside, Powerful Call has an incredible Final Kick!!"
"This strength is completely unexpected, but Epiphaneia is still far ahead!"
"Coming up now! Powerful Call has moved into second place."
"Epiphaneia is still accelerating!"
The gap was at least three lengths. There was no catching up.
Horse number fifteen was chasing desperately, but could no longer close the distance to Epiphaneia.
That golden Final Kick was a sudden burst of brilliance.
Even the jockey in the saddle had not expected it.
But he also felt deeply regretful. Their opponent this time was Epiphaneia, after all.
Had it been another graded stakes race, they might already have clinched the win.
Although a powerful horse had