Nyra rolled under a collapsing beam, HEX blinking furiously. A data-wyrm surged through the wall, shrieking in binary. She dove behind a shattered console, fingers already jacked in. Sparks danced around her as she hacked the floor’s failsafe grid. “Let’s fry this thing,” she grinned. The lights pulsed red. Gravity inverted. The wyrm screamed as it was flung into the ceiling. Nyra stood, brushing dust off her shorts. “That’s right. Glitch queen rules this zone.”
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