They lost Esen for the first time on the bridge, and it took about nine seconds - Raizen watched it happen from thirty meters back. Esen hit the span at a dead sprint, weaving through the evening foot traffic like the people were cones set out for his benefit, hurdling a delivery bot without breaking stride. Arashi, running flat out behind him with his jacket fluttering behind him, had to slow twice to avoid putting an elderly man into the canal. By the far end of the bridge, the gap had doubled.
"He's not even tiring," Arashi shouted back, incredulous. "He's not — how is he not — usually he —"
