"Hey, do they sell souvenirs? I totally wanna-- " Barry turns his head to address Cassian, but the racers coming around the corner again pull his attention back to the track.
He starts to raise his voice to cheer for Howl, but as the bunched group of bikes hit the curve, all bumping and jostling for position, something seems off.
Between one second and the next time suddenly slows for Barry and he watches, wide-eyed, as one swoop comes up hard against Howl's. Metal screeches loudly and crunches under the impact and Howl's vehicle jerks sideways then fishtails out. The front end dips, catching the ground, and the whole bike pitches forward into a barrel roll.
Barry moves on instinct, leaving his seat and speeding down from the stands to the track. Howl is still on the swoop, about to be rolled over by his own vehicle when Barry reaches him.
Lightning crackling all around him, Barry grabs the man and pulls him free. He deposits Howl safely on the sidelines and time snaps back into place, everything unfolding all at once. The bike flips over itself, igniting on impact, the crowd reacts, and Barry checks over the man he just rescued.
"Are you all-- " Before he can finish asking the crowd noise turns from gasps to screams and Barry jerks his head around to see some of the swoop wreckage hop off the track and fly up into the stands.
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He starts to raise his voice to cheer for Howl, but as the bunched group of bikes hit the curve, all bumping and jostling for position, something seems off.
Between one second and the next time suddenly slows for Barry and he watches, wide-eyed, as one swoop comes up hard against Howl's. Metal screeches loudly and crunches under the impact and Howl's vehicle jerks sideways then fishtails out. The front end dips, catching the ground, and the whole bike pitches forward into a barrel roll.
Barry moves on instinct, leaving his seat and speeding down from the stands to the track. Howl is still on the swoop, about to be rolled over by his own vehicle when Barry reaches him.
Lightning crackling all around him, Barry grabs the man and pulls him free. He deposits Howl safely on the sidelines and time snaps back into place, everything unfolding all at once. The bike flips over itself, igniting on impact, the crowd reacts, and Barry checks over the man he just rescued.
"Are you all-- " Before he can finish asking the crowd noise turns from gasps to screams and Barry jerks his head around to see some of the swoop wreckage hop off the track and fly up into the stands.