Kayla frowned. She had seen Leske's expression when Cale announced his name, indicating that he clearly knew something. She wanted to find out more, but... distraction really just wasn't her style. With a sigh she stepped back, resigning herself to the infiltration team.<br/><br/>She looked at Cale and remarked, "I think I can guess which team you're going to pick."<br/><br/>Cale grinned. "You heard the man! It's a race, and I want a rematch! Maybe this time I'll avoid that pesky barbarian. Besides, I think the Dayman is the best chance we've got to find out about our past."<br/><br/>"I... not so sure about that last part," she replied, "but do whatever works for you, I guess. Have fun, and... just be careful, okay? It's bad enough to have lost my memories, I'd rather not lose my brother too."<br/><br/>He chuckled a bit, then walked over and hugged her. "I guess I can try to avoid getting in<span style="font-style: italic">too</span>far over my head. Just this once. C'mon, Boopen Jr.!"<br/><br/>"Hokay :3" Boopen Jr. replied as it leaped from its seat and flopped down on the ground next to the Dayman's ride. Cale stepped on and stood poised and ready to begin the race.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><div style="text-align: center;">&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;&gt;</div></span><br/><br/>With an unchanging expression following the Nightman's return, Sark snapped his fingers. Immediately a chariot appeared out of thin air, pulled by two vampire horses. The Vampire Lord stepped aboard and grabbed the reigns.<br/><br/>"Ready whenever you are."