[With the coliseum within sight, as well as its entrance, Mingjue hurtles toward it nearly in tandem with A-Yao as they descend. And it is a race, at least for Mingjue, not just because he's feeling the bite of strong emotion, but also because he's...well, the best word for it is testing. Pushing. Trying to see where A-Yao's limit is.
The wager, however, makes Mingjue glance over at A-Yao even as he inches ahead for a breath. A split second later, moments from landing, he pulls hard on the metaphorical reins of his headlong flight. He doesn't so much let A-Yao win as decisively opts for the prize that A-Yao had declared they'd both get if he won.]
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Date: 2021-09-03 05:33 am (UTC)The wager, however, makes Mingjue glance over at A-Yao even as he inches ahead for a breath. A split second later, moments from landing, he pulls hard on the metaphorical reins of his headlong flight. He doesn't so much let A-Yao win as decisively opts for the prize that A-Yao had declared they'd both get if he won.]