The Gravity of Injustice

Chapter 77: The Gravity of Injustice

The weight of his BioSync jersey [self-regulating sportswear with programmable nano-fibers] pressed down on Zed's chest like a lead blanket, each breath a laborious effort that left him gasping. Sweat trickled down his face beneath the Phoenix mask, the fiery design a stark contrast to the coolness of his perspiration. The air hummed with the faint buzz of energy fields, a constant reminder of the advanced technology surrounding them. Despite his preparation, the burden on his body was far greater than he'd anticipated.

As he struggled to regain his composure, Zed's gaze swept across the court, taking in the smug expressions of their opponents. The Pinnacle Zenith Zephyr players moved with an ease that seemed almost mocking, their movements unencumbered by the invisible forces plaguing the Phoenix Ballers. The sleek, holographic scoreboard flickered above, its numbers a harsh reminder of their current predicament.