“And you’re emotional,” Ingrid replied calmly. “Emotions leave traces.”
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
Ingrid smiled—a rare, unsettling sight. “Because I love to win.” “And you’re emotional,” Ingrid replied calmly
Instead of pushing back, she relaxed. Ingrid, confused, hesitated. That was the opening. “And you’re emotional
“No,” Jenny said, wiping blood from her lip. “I do it because I have to. You?”