Trib 0405 Jenny Vs Ingrid -

Ingrid triggered a gravity trap. Jenny’s left leg locked mid-stride, but she twisted, slicing the trap’s energy cord with a plasma blade. The move cost her—a deep gash opened along her arm. Blood sizzled on the heated floor.

The neon glow of the Trib 0405 arena flickered to life. Two women stood on opposite platforms, surrounded by a humming digital forcefield. The crowd, a sea of augmented spectators, buzzed with anticipation. On the left: Jenny. On the right: Ingrid. Trib 0405 Jenny Vs Ingrid

“Surrender,” Jenny whispered.