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Even though Moordryd was an enemy, she had to help him. Besides, she loved him. Turning Wyldfyr around, Kitt rushed to help her crush. "Faster. Faster! Faster!!!" Kitt yelled.

Flying off the edge, Moordryd felt something grab his ankle. Looking behind him, Kitt was holding onto his ankle and was held by a mag stream from Wyldfyr. Dropping him gently on the stone track, she shushed, "You can thank me later."

Maging back onto Wyldfyr, she raced forward on the track.


From her place in the observation booth, Sentrus noted the sportsmanship displayed by Kitt. That was another thing that she liked to see in a racer. She liked seeing a racer with good sportsmanship.
Catching up to Phistus, Kitt took out her mag-staff and whacked him out of his saddle with all the strength she had. Groaning, he hit the track with a loud thud. Once again, she came to the place she was before, she mag jumped over a lava ring. On a straightaway, she activated her red thruster gear. Quickly, she mag jumped over another lava ring and shut down a mace ball. "Good work, Wyldfyr," Kitt piped up as she mag jumped again.

Suddenly, fire began to erupt in front of her. Dodging them, a huge wall of fire blocked her path. Throwing her hands in front of her, a red beam emitted from them and hit the fire, instantly freezing it in place. Slipping around the fire, Kitt murmured, "Good thing that Passhun taught me how to mag freeze."

Seeing the fire become active again, she smiled and shut down another mace ball. Racing down a straightaway, she steered Wyldfyr out of the way of more fire eruptions. Grinning, Kitt bore down on Wyldfyr as she saw Pyrrah. Pyrrah saw Kitt, activated her own red thruster gear, and easily, maneuvered her way through moving rock formations. Clearing two jumps after the formations, Kitt saw the leader of the Dragon Flares clear the next steep jump. After she cleared the steep jump herself, she was able to catch up to Pyrrah with a burst of red thruster gear. Hearing a pained roar, Kitt looked down to see Wyldfyr panting from her energy draining. "It's alright, Girl," Kitt reassured the red dragon and activated the hydro-pack on the side of Wyldfyr's head, "this'll make you feel better."

Wyldfyr was still slowly losing speed and Pyrrah and Phorrj thundered ahead. Remembering there was a pit stop ahead, she kept pushing Wyldfyr ahead. Now, Phorrj was beginning to slow down and Wyldfyr was able to pass him. Stopping at a gate, Kitt leapt down and snatched a card that said the number one.


Sighing in relief, she walked to a stall and planted her card on a post in front of it. The number meant the order they left in. Removing the gear on Wyldfyr, she saw Pyrrah and Phorrj stagger to the next stall, Pyrrah holding card two. "Do you know how long this competition lasts?" Pyrrah questioned, looking as tired as Phorrj.

"We started this morning and we did three challenges. I say we do three challenges a day. We have nine challenges left, so three days left." Kitt estimated.

Chute came by with the number three card and interjected, "This time, the Determination of the Dragon is harder. They mixed it up. I'll talk to y'all later. I wanna get Turbulance settled in."

After settling her own fiery dragon down with food and water, Kitt headed out of the stall and started to wonder around. Since she was going to be here for a while, she might as well as check the place out.


Yeah, the card thing. It reminded me of when I occasionally go camping. We always have to put a little card thing up.

Yeah, Moordryd had to get saved by a girl, but Artha had to get saved by a girl, so they're even.

R&R!