The gate was still moving when Raizen went under it.
Not when it finished rising. Not when the host finished his sentence. When it cleared his knees, he dropped low and slid through the gap, boots hitting the arena floor before the first roar had fully crested, before the drones could adjust their angles to follow, before anyone in the upper rows had finished deciding whether what they'd just seen was rule-breaking or brilliance.
The concrete hit him solid, almost making him trip over. He ran as fast as he could. That was his plan – grab the easiest eliminations first, rack up points early for a massive advantage.
