Smoke curled through the broken lights above. Sparks danced from crushed panels. Jace stood in the center of it all, breathing steadily, Dark Storm Suit glowing faintly from its vented energy lines.
The brute charged again—blind with rage now. He slammed his fists down like hammers, denting the floor with each strike. But Jace wasn’t where he’d been a second ago.
He moved fast. Too fast.
Jace danced between the brute’s strikes, leaving bursts of static behind every sidestep. With each miss, the soldier’s movements got sloppier, angrier.
Jace raised a hand—not to attack, but to open a port on the brute’s back with a stolen override chip he launched from his suit.
Click.
> [Override Port Detected – External Access Breach Successful]
The massive soldier froze—mid-punch—eyes wide as
