Levina took a deep breath. She was not expecting this many people to watch the race. It was almost as though all the occupants of the five kingdoms were seated here, anticipating the race. If a riot should break out, the casualties would be massive. Levina shuddered at the thought.
"Are you nervous?" Draven asked with a soft smile.
She nodded. "A little bit."
"Well, don't be. I am here, and so is Soren."
As though on cue, Soren appeared behind Draven. "Hello, Vipers!" he yelled.
"What are the rules of the race?" Levina asked.
"There is only one rule. Win!" he raised his fist in the air.
Levina and Draven laughed.
"Ignore him. He is just obsessed with winning this century because we may not be racing after this decade."
She nodded. "I get it."
"There are actually two rules. If a team must win, they must pick the highest number of flags and cross the finish line with all their riders aboard."
