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... in addition to the holographic image showing the cubs, there was also a map of the race course placed beside the finish line. On the map were small red dots that showed the cubs movements and they seemed to already flown two-thirds of the race.


Although a Kuhti cub had now separated from the horde and was closing in on the Kuwei, there were only a third of the track left until the finish line. The probability of success was small and if the cub wanted to win, it would be a hard feat…< ...

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