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He jacked the cartridge into the port behind his ear.
The other two rushed him. Jax dropped into a stance he had never seen before. He felt the phantom of a white Gi around his shoulders. He spun, executing a wheel kick that connected with the second man’s helmet. The visor shattered.
The local triad enforcers—the Golden Tigers—chose that exact moment to shake down the shop. Three of them kicked open the door, clad in reinforced street armor, wielding shock-batons.
His vision went red. He saw flashes of memories that weren't his—ice fields, dojos, the sound of a knuckle impacting wood, the taste of blood. He felt a phantom hand gripping his throat. The anger came next. A tidal wave of indignation, a burning need for justice, for retribution against invisible aggressors.
He felt... incredible. The limp in his hand was gone, replaced by a tingling sensation of raw power. The data hadn't just given him skills; it had overclocked his adrenaline glands. He felt the 'Soul' taking the wheel.
Jax threw his head back and roared. It wasn't his voice; it was deeper, primal.