(One Month Later)
The day of the race had finally arrived. Aselia got up early and after taking a shower, she dressed up in white all-leather attire. Covering her hair and ears with a matching bandana she stepped out of her room and went to the kitchen.
"Ready for your race?" Esma who was preparing breakfast asked, seeing her all dressed up.
"Yes, ready to beat him," the determination on her face made Esma smile.
"You show him, Leia. Girl power," and both women fist-bumped and chuckled.
Soon Yurian joined them as well and after breakfast, Esma wished her luck and they headed out. There hadn't been any recent attacks and very few missions had been coming their way in the last month. It was eerily peaceful.
