The starting line was full of cocky, love-struck and show-off male racers with a few female racers spread through their number. The male Dragons were eager to show Titan and Stella what they could do.
"Don't worry about them, Titan." Hotaru murmured to her partner. "Those fools will take each other out. We just go for the finish line."
Titan growled, scratching a few loose scales off her foreleg. Hotaru rubbed her neck. Artha and Moordrid looked at Hotaru when she took her hands off of her controls. Both saw what was happening-her hands were shaking. She clenched her hands as Titan looked back at her with a slight shrug. Hotaru put her hands back on the controls. Artha was 2 racers to down. Moordrid was 3. And yet they could see her shaking. Something was wrong.
Artha pressed his com link. "Hey, Kit. You know that dark girl, the one with Rini? Her name's Hotaru."
"Yeah, so?" Kit asked.
"Her Dragon's Titan. Keep an eye on them. Hotaru doesn't look too good." Artha told her. "And make sure if she falls out of her saddle, Titan can mag her back in. If not, have Wildfire do it and activate her saddle locks then get her and Titan off the track. Do I make myself clear?"
Kit looked like she was going to protest then she shook her head. "Yeah, Artha. I'll keep an eye on her when you can't."
The racers on all sides of Kit and Artha heard them and whispered instructions to their Dragons who nodded in agreement. Moordrid activated his com link to his crew.
"Listen up, Dragon Eyes. Our dark lady isn't looking her best so we've got to play the good guys and keep an eye on her." Moordrid replied to his crew. "If Titan goes down, mag her back up. If Hotaru is thrown from her saddle, mag her back into it. If you've got to, clear her way or transfer Draconium energy. We can not lose such a powerful racer." He switched channels to a private line. "Father, I have someone that I know you'd like to meet."
