"It's really... irritating."
The Witch raised her hand to her forehead, her cold eyes fixed on the Sentor Tank behind them.
"Right now, it's still the racing segment. Drivers can't directly attack other vehicles; they can only use their own vehicle's parts to ram."
Sunset Gold Smelter shouted, "Our model is a basic one. It doesn't have any 'decorations' like fangs, saw teeth, blades, or spikes on the outside. So, it's hard to destroy an opponent by ramming without damaging our own vehicle. But when we get to the item segment, we can use machine gun turrets to attack..."
"If we don't have decorations," the Dusk Knight twisted the steering wheel and said coldly, "then we'll just have to take them from others."
The stadium's racetrack was at its last bend. Turning the corner would lead into the underground segment. Vehicles like Kratos from the first group had already disappeared underground, out of sight, with a stream of other vehicles closely following.
