Aliyah's POV

Everyone patiently waited for this day, and finally, it was here. The day of the tournament.

Their bikes were all parked, prepared to race. The track was filled with people, most of them dressed in their biking outfits.

The team unpacked, each of them standing by their bikes as they scrutinize the field.

“Y'all think you can make it?” I asked with a smirk, taking slow steps as I surrounded them, holding Elara's hand.

Their uniforms were blue, layers of white and red ...