Master Hand turns to Taj. "Heh, it's getting pretty hectic out there, eh Taj?"
Taj nods in agreement. "Indeed, Master Hand." He folds his arms. "How are the racers able to do THIS much damage to each other is beyond me."
Master Hand chuckles. "Well, at least this proves that they have good sportsmanship." He glances at the audience. "Well, I guess we should give them the announcement."
Taj nods in agreement. "Indeed." Is all he simply implies, before heading back and working on the paper work for the race.
Master Hand clears his throat, and he turns to face the audience, loudly announcing, "Ladies and gentlemen, who would have thought that the Waterwind Valley race would go on like this!? There have been more action, more heated competition, and albeit more seriousness in the race than any race before!" He glances at the racers' status screen. "It looks like that some of the racers are trying their best to get back to the top, while most are in the middle of the pack. Only three racers are in dead last, and there seems to be no known trace of Yoshi/Dr. Hoshi and May/Misty/Max." He looks at the audience eagerly. "It seems that they managed to reach the desert/volcano portion of the race that I have predicted."
The audience cheers loudly, clapping and hooting for more.
Master Hand chuckles, waving himself (what the pudding?) at the raving people. "Now now, ladies and gentlemen. All in due time will come more from this race. But now..." He points at the Lakitu in front of him, who is holding a camera. "Back to the race, if you will! We cannot miss this action!"
The audience cheers loudly, and watch as the camera-holding Lakitu flies up in the sky and heads westward, towards the mountainous area of the ever, seemingly expanding Waterwind Valley racecourse.