Even the drivers at the front of the pack began to feel the pressure, their nerves showing as they saw the black car closing in on them.
Sweat dripped down their faces as they floored the gas in a desperate attempt to maintain their lead.
Meanwhile, Michael was furiously cursing inside his car, angry that his team members had failed to block Hera.
But even he had no choice but to push the pedal to the metal, trying to keep up.
No matter how hard they accelerated, they still had to slow down for the curves.
Hera, however, was a different story.
Using her signature triangular drifting technique, she effortlessly maintained her speed through the turns, gaining ground on the leaders with each passing second.
Her relentless pursuit only added to their frustration, as they realized that Hera, who had started behind them, was now breathing down their necks, increasing the pressure with every lap.
