Virtual Entrapment

Chapter 61: Virtual Entrapment

Back in Bronirk, Tranter paced in front of a wall-sized display, his reflection ghostly in the screen's glow. The livestream of Zed's confrontation played on repeat, each viewing stoking the fire of Tranter's anger. The air hummed with the soft whir of advanced cooling systems, keeping the room at an optimal temperature despite the heat radiating from the massive screen.

"I knew he'd figure it out eventually," Tranter muttered, his fists clenching and unclenching at his sides, the bones in his knuckles cracking audibly. "But so what?"

He spun to face the screen, his eyes blazing with a mixture of fear and determination. The high-definition display captured every nuance of his expression, from the tightness around his eyes to the slight tremor in his lips. "So what if you have those little robots, Zed? I can get them too. You think that changes anything?"