Furthermore, this was primarily a problem-solving race.
Who had the free time to sit down and write a full offensive malware script in the middle of a test?
Official Barrett opened and closed his mouth like a fish, desperate to argue back but utterly unable to find a valid counterpoint.
Standing by the side, Lydia stood tall.
After brushing shoulders with death, what did she have left to fear?
Gone was the timid, stuttering girl. She loudly chimed in to back her Captain. "Exactly! When our equipment got poisoned earlier, you said our skills were lacking. You claimed that dealing with unexpected issues was the true spirit of the gauntlet."
"What? Now that they can't block our code, it's suddenly a rule violation?"
"Aren't your double standards a little too obvious? It really makes me wonder if the Doyle family paid you off."
The referee's heart pounded with guilt, his face turning a dark shade of red. "What nonsense are you spouting? I am merely raising reasonable suspicions in my capacity as an official! Who gave you the right to question my authority?"
Lydia put her hands on her hips, refusing to back down. "And as a competitor, I'm raising reasonable suspicions based on what I see. Is that a problem?"
He choked on his words, trapped.
Lydia turned her firepower onto Bianca's squad. "Aren't you guys using world-class, outrageously expensive setups? How come you can't even block a script sent from our standard equipment?"
"Is it because you don't want to?"
Earlier, on the way to the arena, Serena had pushed the motorcycle to terrifying speeds, scaring Lydia half to death.
But when the live audio of the match began broadcasting through her helmet, she had forced herself to calm down.
She had no idea what kind of advanced tech was inside that helmet, but despite the roaring wind, the audio was crystal clear.
She had heard exactly what happened. She heard their computers failing, and she heard the referee unfairly slap them with a yellow card.
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