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    “Skybreaker has been gone for years and suddenly reappears on the racetrack—I can’t help but wonder if those legendary skills will still ignite my blood the way they once did.”


    “Since Skybreaker disappeared, Darknight’s been sweeping every title. Can Darknight take the crown back? Those two are quite something.”


    “Do you think someone might impersonate Skybreaker? I mean, no one’s ever seen the face beneath that mask.”


    “A face can be copied, but racing skills can’t. The moment those tires hit the track, truth and fraud will separate like oil and water.”


    “If Skybreaker shows up, Darknight’s bound to challenge for a round. If this guy iming to be Skybreaker can’t win, then he’s nothing but a fake.”


    Calvin and Magnus shared a knowing nce as the crowd’s wild spections roared around them. From beneath theiryers of concealment, a smirk began to surface.


    The crowd had no idea Skybreaker was actually Christina. Calvin and Magnus eagerly anticipated their stunned faces when Christina removed her helmet after the match.


    Then, the arena lights red to life, announcing a figure striding onto the track. Slowly, inexorably, the cameras pivoted—until the figure filled the massive screen.


    Calvin and Magnus shot to their feet the instant they saw the screen. Why was it a man? Had they guessed wrong all along? Was Christina not Skybreaker?


    Shocked and embarrassed, Calvin and Magnus exchanged nces before sinking back into their seats, hurriedly cramming their glow sticks into the backpack like guilty men hiding evidence. They had tossed aside their restraint and cleared their schedules to cheer—only to discover they had guessed wrong about the true identity of Skybreaker.<fn4588> ??? ????? ???????s ??? ?????s??? ?? FιndNovel</fn4588>


    “Skybreaker! It’s really Skybreaker!” Chloe jabbed her finger at the screen, thrilled.


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    The man on the track did match the description of Skybreaker’s frame in those flying rumors, and even sported a rough beard.


    Eloise, however, barely reacted, failing to catch Chloe’s thrill. Only when Christina and her younger brother stepped into view did emotion finally flicker across her face.


    Without the faintest flicker of expression, Elliott and Dn exchanged simultaneous nces at Christina— their eyes carving silent questions into the air between them.


    Dn and Elliott both knew the man striding across the racetrack was nothing more than someone impersonating Skybreaker. The true Skybreaker—Christina—was standing quietly beside them.


    “I can’t wait to ask Skybreaker for an autographter!” Chloe eximed, her voice bubbling with excitement.


    Dn regarded Chloe with silent amusement. He wanted to tell her that the real Skybreaker was Christina, but he held his tongue. He knew that if he revealed it now, the fragile closeness he had worked so hard to build with Christina would shatter again, so he chose to feign cluelessness.


    Christina’s eyes glimmered with a smile as she gently took Chloe’s hand. “You can have as many autographs as you’d like,” she said softly.


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