13: Rich Kid Cleaned the Field

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

As Gale picked up speed, the hearts of Steven and his entire team sank. Gale wasn’t just fast; he was incredibly fast, covering half the lap in forty seconds.

"Shit!" Steven cursed, sweat pouring down his face. He could almost feel their defeat looming over them.

He tried to get back on the track, but his knees betrayed him, shaking uncontrollably. He was exhausted, and continuing seemed impossible unless he planned to walk the rest of the way.

But what good would walking do? Their opponent’s speed rivaled that of Olympic runners. How could they possibly beat someone like that?

"Hey! Are you seeing this? How is that guy running so fast?"

"Look, it only took him a minute to finish a lap!"

"With the way things are going, he’ll hand Steven’s group a humiliating defeat in just five minutes!"

"This is unbelievable! How come we’ve never heard of someone with such talent and skill?"

"And did you see that he doesn’t even look tired?"

"Yeah! His breathing is normal, and he’s b